Steven Di Pilla - The Exchange Lyrics

Hot summer day, we broke up, the scene still stings
Agreed to meet to return each other's things
Chose the neutral ground where we spent our growing years
You were moving on, moving away
You got there first, I pulled up short out by the school
I screeched to a stop, to appear manly and cool
Trying to look good without looking like I tried
In my best blue suit, tie pushed down
Stepped out of my car, with awkward deflation
Your new man standing by, some strained conversation.
We stiffly said goodbyes, slipped into your car, drove away
I stood there wistfully, until you faded into gray
Feeling cheated, feeling sorry for myself
Sighed to myself, and drove home