I was thinking I could let it go over you
I've been writing for the metropolitan blues
A thousand letters coming through and yet
There's nothing from you
Not a single one

You've been singing on the television again
Breaking hearts about the times we had back then
The disposition has me wondering
Was it something I said?
I doubt it now

Apologies, apologies for tearing up
A part of me, a part of me is on the run
I gotta leave, I gotta leave, oh no
Rather sorry that I'm stuck in this love

We were staying in the capital for the night
Talking 'bout how we'd sever all these ties
The lights get out and the sky was violet
The room's still bright
Maybe not tonight

I was looking for a reason for my thoughts
I lost my patience and became a little short
The search went on like a pilgrimage
I lost all my reasoning
Ironically

Post-it notes around your world that say

Apologies, apologies for tearing up
A part of me, a part of me is on the run
I gotta leave, I gotta leave, oh no
Rather sorry that I'm stuck in this love

Apologies, apologies for tearing up
A part of me, a part of me is on the run
Hypocrisy is all we see, oh no
Rather sorry that I'm stuck in this love

Apologies, apologies for tearing up
A part of me, a part of me is on the run
I gotta leave, I gotta leave, oh no
Rather sorry that I'm stuck in this love

Apologies, apologies for tearing up
A part of me, a part of me is on the run
Hypocrisy is all we see, oh no
Rather sorry that I'm stuck in this love