my future career as a bitter, resentful housewife

this place was never the same again, after you came and went, how can you say you meant anything different, to anyone standing alone, on the street with a cigarette, on the first night we met. look to the past, and remember and smile, and maybe tonight, i can breathe for awhile, i'm not in the scene, i think i'm fallin' asleep, but then all that it means is, i'll always be dreaming of you.