And since the day I left Milwaukee Lyncheburg Bordeaux, France And helping white people dance You had some of the best times You'll never remember with me Alcohol, alcohol Been making the bars With lots of big money I got you in trouble in high school

There's not a thing you can do You're fucked and I am too I can't remember the last time I smiled Behind these eyes there's a devil inside Oh God I know I'm fucked Something is just not right I need to leave this place Out of mind, out of sight My evil

Oh, didn't I? There are times to remember and times that I wish to forget Our time together was tinged with love and regret Oh my girl, my sweet, sweet little girl Didn't I try to tell ya That life was for living And wasn't I the guy who said Stay away

'Cause all we know is falling, it falls And remember, 'cause I know that we won't forget at all It takes some time to let you go And it shows This isn't what you wanted We've tried so hard to understand But we can't We held the world out in our hands

You keep me believing When I get the feeling That my prayers have hit the ceiling And those darker days When my faith has lost all meaning I don't remember how I got here When my rose coloured glasses disappeared Sometimes my fingers, they can lose touch

And we all had a real good time. Somebody told me I was out of my mind. I couldn't stop myself from feelin' fine. I don't remember how I got this way. I don't recall what happened yesterday. I don't remember what I did last night. But I know I was

I'll always remember Those were the best of times These were the best of times I'll miss these days Your spirit led my life each day Remember days of yesterday And how it flew so fast The two score and a year we had, I thought would always last

Take me all the way Ain't nobody gonna touch it, touch it, touch it 'Cause every time I'm with you, I go into a zone And I remember all the places you wanna go 'Cause every time I see you, I don't wanna behave I'm tired of being patient, so let's pick up

Maybe I should be more like her And she's perfect I can taste her lipstick and see her laying across your chest I can feel the distance every time you remember her fingertips I can taste her lipstick, it's like I'm kissing her, too Different inflection

They were the best of times, they were the best of times Dead and gone so long, seventeen's so gone So pour out some liquor, make it an old-fashioned Remember your youth, in all that you do The plank and the passion It's the false side of hope where