[Verse 1: Ben Gibbard]
Will someone please call a surgeon, who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart that you're deserting
For better company

I can't accept that it's over
And I will block the door, like a goalie tending the net in the third quarter
Of a tied-game rivalry

So, just say how to make it right
And, I swear I'll do my best to comply
Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better

Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together?

[Verse 2: Jen Wood]

I feel I must interject here
You're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself
With these revisions and gaps in history

So let me help you remember
I've made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear
Prepared a lecture

On why I have to leave
So, please back away and let me go -


[Verse 3]
[Ben Gibbard]
I can't my darling I love you so


(Oh, oh)


Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together


(Tell me am I right?)

[Jen Wood]

Don't you feed me lies about some idealistic future
Your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures


[Interlude: Jimmy Tamborello]

[Ben Gibbard]

I know that I have made mistakes
And I swear I'll never wrong you again


[Jen Wood]
You've got allure, I can't deny
But, you've had your chance so say goodbye

Say goodbye