We reenacted the death scene from Titanic
On your last day here I was Jack and you were pretending to cry
But there was nothing I could do, you had your ticket
Just as we were getting cozy
You took off to Iceland, and I hit an iceberg
Nothing felt as real since you left for your homeland
She told everyone she was related to Björk
But that’s not why I’m writing this song
The way she followed the crowd, the way she carried herself
And flirt like a foreign exchange
You promised that she’d write, and I know you got my email
I got your package of pictures, but that was almost a year ago
Don’t forget about me, Thura, Thura, Thura
You took off to Iceland, and I hit an iceberg
Nothing felt as real since you left for your homeland
I’ll give you everything I am if you say I’m yours in that cute accent
Give me everyone you are and I’ll forget about the thousand dollars
It costs for me to visit you
You took off to Iceland, and I hit an iceberg
Nothing felt as real since you left for your homeland
You took off to Iceland, and I hit an iceberg
Nothing felt as real since you left for your homeland