I'm alone, sitting with my broken glass My four walls follow me through my past I was on a Paris train I emerged in London rain And you waiting there swimming through apologies I remember searching for the perfect words I was hoping you might change your mind I remember the soldier standing next to me Riding on the Metro I was smiling as you took my hand Saw the mood we spoke in France You were passed as shallow word It isn't passed there's still a hurt You were passed as shallow word It isn't passed there's still a hurt I can see you now smiling as I pulled away.. Sorry I remember the letter wrinkled in my hand "I'll love you always" filled my eyes I remember the night we walked along the Seine Riding on the Metro I remember a feeling coming over me The soldier turned, then walked away Fuck you for loving me Riding on the Metro