Last night I fell in love without you.
I waved goodbye to that heart of mine
Eating solo on your lawn

Every aching wound will cauterize and [bad word] 
In memory of what we used to call in love
And only time will tell if violins will swell
In memory of what we used to call in love
Used to call it love

Last night I fell in love without you
The cou de gras that set me off
Would've made for decent fiction

Every aching wound will cauterize and [bad word] 
In memory of what we used to call in love
And only time will tell if violins will swell
In memory of what we used to call in love
Used to call it...

Last night I fell in love without you
The stars at night aren't as big and bright
As you make them out to be

Every aching wound will cauterize and [bad word] 
In memory of what we used to call in love
And only time will tell if violins will swell
In memory of what we used to call in love
In memory of when we used to call it love