in your welling eyes
a torrent of agony...
Perhaps a paradox,
but I have seen roses grew on the ice...
I thought it was meant to be.
I guess some would have called it destiny...
I knew we wouldn't last
No matter how hard I tried...
I probably shouldn't say this
You probably shouldn't even know...
You didn't just say those words
You poured them on me...
It seems like Here we go again
Forgetting trust and love were just pretend...
Here's the thing;
I can't act like I don't miss you...
There are places that know us well now,
places that learned all of your jokes, and all...
In her eyes lay salt crystals of regret,
pain trying to escape her heart...
In these hillside streets where we walked
roam the ghosts of who we once were...
How I wish I could treat you the same
Not the way you treated me the first time I came...