| It meant a lot, it meant more than you’d ever know
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| We moved apart and in different directions we’ll go
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| And you made choices, and I’d have never thought any less of you
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| But with all your education, thought you’d have figured out what I’m trying to
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| do and…
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| Some things are bigger than hellfire
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| Some lives are smaller than most
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| And I can’t justify an existence spent dancing with a ghost
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| And we’re gonna get ourselves outta here
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| So don’t make me feel small
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| I try as hard as anyone
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| And don’t make me feel young
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| It’s just semantics and a matter of months
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| And if everything we fought for is now a fucking joke
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| Well at least I’m not the punch line
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| So get this scribbled on your chest, «A loss that’s shared is a loss felt less,»
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| And I know we lost something, just can’t think of when or where
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| And if I knew, I’d meet you there
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| And I’d say, «I'm sorry,» and that I’m wrong, but how would you understand if
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| you don’t sing along?
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| You’ve changed and outgrown, that’s fine I’ll stay young
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| Because when I die I won’t be old, so let’s take this one out into the cold
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| If we only get tonight, let’s go out in style |