The Fallout of "Fast" Eddie Felson and Sarah Packard

It's 5 am on the west coast.
I remember when you used to get mad
at me because I never slept.
You'd be starting work and my messages
would greet you like the rising sun.
Those days I loved you more than
I ever loved myself.
And don't you know that I'd trade
away every day for the rest of my life
just to have one morning where
I'd wake up in your arms with
my back against your chest and you whispering in my ear.
But now you have another lover by your side,
and I feel like a bummed cigarette.
You got your fix, took a few hits
and then threw me away.
Funny thing is I know,
and you never even had to tell me.
He swept you off your feet,
was probably everything I could never be.
I know I told you as long as you were happy,
I'd be happy, even if it wasn't with me.
But now I'm just being selfish.
I know I lost you now and forever,
and a piece of me wishes you're happy,
but I'm not.
Every woman will fall short in your comparison.
All these mixtapes do is remind me of you.
You were all I ever wanted and now I know
you're keeping his cold hands company,
you're keeping his bed warm.
Do you ever think of me?
Do you ever wish he was me?
I'm slowly dwindling down to an end.
Don't bother with me,
I don't need a friend
all I need are my bad habits to see me through.
And I know I'll always love you,
but at some point I have to let go.
I guess this is what it feels like to let go.