And it started pretty slowly Oh, when you asked about the old me Oh, is he gone? Oh, is he gone? Oh, I don’t know I think I left him somewhere I no longer go And I want you run away now From all the lovely things we hate now Where did we go? Where did we go? Oh, I don’t know But I know it feels like somewhere far away from home And it’s falling into pieces No, there’s not a way that we can stop this now One thousand miles and now we’re driving off the edge And darling, now there’s nothing left