Would you trade me for more,
Of yourself when it's silent
Try not to give too much,
So you won't grow tired

And they know you,
The good and the bad,
The days I recall being wonderful
They lost you,
And I held it back,
Please tell me that everything will work out fine

Pictures taken fast,
The proof that I know you
In albums stuck to bleach,
But memories they'll keep

And I know you,
The good and the bad,
The days I recall being wonderful
They lost you,
And I held it back,
Please tell me that everything will work out fine

If this is the last dance,
Then may I have it