?

So where did you go last night.
Was it some stranger's place?
Where did you go last night?
There's a strange look upon your face

You flick love off your sleeve
like a speck of dust
And I never thought you'd ever leave
Even though I knew you must.

Well that's what comes of holding on
to a love that's spent.
And though I said I'd be leaving,
I never really ever went.

So now I haunt the bars and pubs
for a glimpse of your face.
While you sip your rum and coke
in some stranger's place.