Now and then I think of when we were together
Eros surely hit the apple of mine eye
I believed thou wert right for me
But felt so lonely in thy company
But that was love and ‘tis an ache I still remember

One becomes enamoured with a certain kind of sadness
This resignation to the end, ever the end
When we found we could not make amends
Thou declared we would e’er be friends
But I concede that I was fain to be parted

Was there cause to cast me off?
Act as though it never happened and that we were nothing
In sooth I do need thy love
But thou makest me a stranger and that feels so rough
Hadst thou need to stoop so low?
To send a wagon for thy minstrel and refuse my letters
I need no longer write them, though
Now thou art somebody whom I used to know

I lament the many times that thou impugn’d my honour
But maintained it was ever something I had done
No more shall I live that way
Uncertain what thy words bewray
Thou said that if I were to go
I would not find thee pining for somebody whom thou used to know

Was there cause to cast me off?
Act as if it never happened and that we were nothing
I do not even need thy love
But thou makest me stranger and that feels so rough
Hadst thou need to stoop so low
To send a wagon for thy minstrel and refuse my letters
I need no longer write them, though
For now thou art somebody whom I used to know
Now thou art somebody whom I used to know