Self-Checkout

You say you
Look happy
And I guess you're right

Good to know you
Still know me
After all this time

You don't look
Much older
Than in '99

The freckles
On your shoulder
Take me back in time

We thought our love would never die
In your car singing harmonies
With the future on our mind
In the past that never leaves

I never
Meant to leave you
Still I did somehow

I know it's
Too late to
Say I'm sorry now

Who'd have thought we'd meet again
With our hands full of groceries
Self-checkout at 5 pm
And a past that never leaves

Your shopping cart says children
Mine doesn't say the same
I hope they've got your freckles
Guess I'll be on my way

Now we're here sincere goodbyes
Home for dinner with the family
With the twinkle in our eyes
Of a past that never leaves