Is this the end of all?
Or just one of those new beginnings?
Ya baby where's the irony, in leaving me with nothing
Nothing more than a lovers tryst, nothing more than that one last kiss
You know the one you stole from me when you said goodbye
Sometimes burning our bridges might just be the answer to all of our problems
These seconds we spend can't change yesterday
Now it's over said and done
Let's burn these paper kisses
These are the things I never said to you
Think back to the Friday night knife fight, whatever happened to the good ole days?
Slit throats, siren's notes, oh and the looks you gave