Well, we had it all And we let it fall I hope you’re lonely, hope you’re lost 'cause I've been I'd hate to think you're better off without me I know we tried to hold on But where do you go When love, it just ain't enough? I know we kept losing touch Got

You kept on thinking You were the only one Too busy thinking Love is a gun It's not that complicated But you're gonna need a bullet proof soul Wasn't that enough for you I know the end before The story's been told

It's hard enough being alone Sitting here by the phone Waiting for my memories To come and play It's hard enough sitting there Rockin' in your rockin' chair It's all too much for me to take When you're not there I'm older than I wish to be

I dropped the ball, yeah I fumbled Oh, that's probably why you're never here All my diamonds cold like cold soda Oh, yeah, yeah That's probably why you're never here I'm mature enough to say it I'm mature enough to own up to it

So cold, it’s a cold world I don't understand why you're so cold Cold enough to chill my bones It feels like I don't know you anymore I don't understand why you're so cold to me With every breath you breathe I see there's something going on I don't

You bring me hope when I can't breathe Slowly I'm holding you closely You give me love, you're all I need You're wrapped in my arms and you're inside me I'll feed you, love, and I hope it's enough To inspire you through suffering, holding you up Kissing

Shhh quiet might piss somebody off I've had enough It's time for something real I don't respect the words you're speaking Gone too far Self-righteousness is wearing thin Heart bleeds but not for fellow men Like me motherfucker you've been at it for too

You kept on thinking You were the only one Too busy thinking Love is a gun It's not that complicated But you're gonna need a bullet proof soul Wasn't that enough for you? I know the end Before the story's been told

Everyone considered him the coward of the county "Promise me, son, not to do the things I've done Walk away from trouble if you can I hope you're old enough to understand Son, you don't have to fight to be a man" He'd never stood one single time to prove

Know when to walk away And know when to run You never count your money When you're sittin' at the table There'll be time enough for countin' When the dealin's done You've got to know when to hold 'em Know when to fold 'em On a warm summer's eve