作曲 : Farrell, Littlefield, Trube
Take everything that you gave
When things were nice.
Break everything –
If it makes you feel all right.
With the distance
From what we solidified,
I can see things
That before I tried to hide.
CHORUS:
'Cuz I'm here,
And you're there
All alone.
Sometimes I can't stand
The thought of chalkin'
What we built up as a loss.
When you need me,
And I need you just the same,
All our problems seem
To burn up in flames.
CHORUS 2X
Instrumental verse.
CHORUS 3X