Even though I still sting from the words you threw at me
There's no pleasure at all from watching you fall to your knees
'Cause the tables have turned and I'm finally learning to live and forgive and let go
There's no sweet revenge at love's angry end and we all need to know
When the last curtain falls with a final goodbye
And the bitter cold darkness of night floods the days of our light
With the silence so loud we can't feel at all
There's no reason or cause to cheer or applause when the last curtain falls
The irony is that you're wearing the look I once wore