It was a grey sky on a Monday.
There was nothing more I could say
so I called you from Ohio in a parking lot of a motel.
I remember how you greeted me
like you knew we were not meant to be on this phone call
after two years of the fighting, of the mad tears.

Remember how I broke your heart?

After all that we've been through, all the damages I bestowed on you,
all the jealousies you engraved in me.
The end was near, it had to be.
So I called you from Ohio in a parking lot of a motel
to say nothing and yet everything.
I remember I was trembling.

Remember how I broke your heart?
Remember how I broke your heart?

Now I'm drinking to forget you, spending money, got a tattoo.
Stayed a weekend up in Oregon, bought a plane ride to an island.
But I stopped first in Toronto, met a man who almost let me go.
Four years later he married me. I am happier than I dreamed I'd be.

So you see I had to let you go in a phone call
from Ohio filled with silence and apologies.
Still I loved you as you loved me.

Remember how I broke your heart?