Texty: Pulp. Separations. She's Dead.

She's dying, everybody came to see
She's falling and I know I'll never see her face again
And I don't really know just why she's leaving
All she ever said was she just had to go

And I watch her as she walks away from me
Yeah, I can see her then I know that
In a moment she'll be gone
Yeah, she'll be gone and and then I'll say

"You've got to understand
She's not really breathing, no, not at all
Those years of endless rain, they just washed her away"

Oh, and I know she's leaving
Yeah, she's going for good
Oh and I'd love to go with you, but I never would

Face it, you've blown it this time 'round
Now I understand just why she's leaving
Oh, if she'd have hung around with me
Well, you know she'd never go, no no, no, no

Oh, and I know she's leaving
Yeah, she's going for good
And I'd love to go with you, but I never would

Oh, and I know she's leaving
Yeah, she's going for good
And I'd love to go with you, oh, but I never would
No, I never would, no I never would
No, I never would, oh, no

She's never coming back
Face it, she's gone, oh
No, I never would, no, I never would