He still sees it on replay
The beginning of the end of a love
Among the rays of the North Pole
Or the skyscrapers in Shanghai
Right there where you can't
Come back to me never again
Of those very long weekends
And an umbrella covers me while
The memory rains on me
Now that we're lights out
You return in my flashbacks
Of those very long weekends
I have less than nothing left of you
Now come back to my mind
That I don't know what resentment is
I feel those blows and the pain
Since I'm someone else now
Of those very long weekends
So many lies told slowly
Now that we're lights out
You return in my flashbacks
When you go back into my flashbacks