Remember all the things we wanted
Now all our memories, they’re haunted
We were always meant to say goodbye
Even with our fists held high
It never would have worked out right, yeah
We were never meant for do or die
Oh, sweetheart put the bottle down, you’ve got too much talent
I see you through those bloodshot eyes
There’s a cure, you’ve found it
Slow motion sparks, you’ve caught that chill, now don’t deny it
But boys will be boys, oh, yes they will
They don’t wanna define it
Remember all the things we wanted?
Now all the memories, they’re haunted
We were always meant to say goodbye
Even with our fists held high, yeah
Never would’ve worked out right, yeah
We were never meant for do or die
Guess this means you’re sorry
You’re standing at my door
Guess this means you take back
What you said before
Like how much you wanted
Anyone but me
Said you’d never come back
But here you are again
Christian Lyrics