| Last night, everything was movin so fast | |
| I could barely keep track | |
| Oh, of my offenses or your defenses | |
| In hindsight, I woulda, coulda, shoulda not gone there | |
| But left without a word to spare | |
| Was it your offenses or my defensiveness? | |
| Thats got me thinkin that were never gonna get it right | |
| I wanna straighten this before the sun goes down tonight | |
| If I could only fight the bitterness I feel inside | |
| This thing is eatin me alive | |
| Well Im right here | |
| And youre right there | |
| And God knows weve got to start somewhere | |
| ause Im messed up | |
| And youre broken | |
| And those shots we fired are still smokin | |
| Well Im right here | |
| And youre right there | |
| And God knows weve got to start somewhere | |
| ause Im messed up | |
| And youre broken | |
| And those shots we fired are still smokin | |
| Im tossin and turnin on the things Id undo | |
| As I wrestle with the painful truth | |
| Oh, my sleep escapes me as guilt berates me | |
| Exhausted, the memories are drawing so near | |
| I can see it like a world premiere | |
| When did my objective lose all objectiveness? | |
| Thats got me thinkin that were never gonna get it right | |
| I wanna straighten this before the sun goes down tonight | |
| If I could only fight the bitterness I feel inside | |
| This thing is eatin me alive | |
| Well Im right here | |
| And youre right there | |
| And God knows weve got to start somewhere | |
| ause Im messed up | |
| And youre broken | |
| And those shots we fired are still smokin | |
| If I need you, and you need me | |
| How can you turn your back and just leave me? | |
| When Im right here, and youre right there | |
| And God knows weve got to start somewhere | |
| I said some things that I regret | |
| And if I could, Id take m back | |
| If I could turn my words around | |
| You wouldnt hear a sound | |
| But here I am, and there you are | |
| The space between us is not so far | |
| Im reaching out my hand in love | |
| Before the fading sun, forgive me for what Ive done | |
| Hey, hey | |
| he gun shots gotta go, man. | |
| Thats it. I mean, enough is enough. | |
| Good grief | |
| Well Im right here | |
| And youre right there | |
| And God knows weve got to start somewhere | |
| ause Im messed up | |
| And youre broken | |
| And those shots we fired are still smokin | |
| If I need you, and you need me | |
| How can you turn your back and just leave me? | |
| When Im right here, and youre right there | |
| And God knows weve got to start somewhere |