From the recording The Proxys

Lyrics

Bad luck, wouldn't change a thing
Two times that, wouldn't make this worse

Talk to me, I'm getting bored,
Estranged to me, this couldn't be worse

When it comes to me, so suddenly
It was never meant to be,
just a fading memory.

The moment's passed,
Rust and shattered glass,
It was never meant to be... ancient history.