You know my story
I've been telling it to anyone I could find
If I would lose you, I'd lose my mind,
over and over agian until next time
Lights out to expectations
Goodbye to bad intentions
There's nothing wrong with letting go
I know all about you
Give me a pen and I'll write you a book of how we both fucked up,
walked away, got back just in time to make up for the new years
I send you stationary
It wasn't ordinary
You got it and told me that everything would be OK
Next morning came conclusion:
It's too late to start all over
(Sorry about the past)