I remember you
In our golden days
Before everything
Turned to dust and swept the ash
Turn the pages
Light the match
It'll be okay soon
For what it's worth, you had me strung
I took my wallet and my phone and you cocked the gun
Put the bullets in my head, and the knife in my back
Would have been nice if you had just done that
Didn't want to play your stupid games
It's a dirty sin, It's a low down shame
And I know this is gonna sound cliche
I just wish I had something else to say
But I miss you
That's the fact of the matter
And things seemed to turn out just okay
But I wanted much more than what's at stake
Because I've never had the chance to just escape
Cross my heart and hope to die
I never seem to see you by no one's side
And it gets me thinking
If I hadn't been in that mood
I would be sitting across from you
Over five-star dining