I’m gonna miss you when you’re gone There’s gonna be some rainy Sundays I know you don’t believe that, you’re wrong I know you don’t believe that, but you’re wrong Wishing one day, I’ll see you again Maybe I’m getting ahead of myself But I know you’re

You said 'hello', I loved you so, I want you to know, I had to let go, I'm falling in love again. I just gotta believe there's something better. I just gotta believe there's something more than you and me. I've just gotta believe, I've just gotta

Oh, there's always time to change your mind Oh, I'm going to mess this up Oh, this is just my luck Over and over and over again In the meantime we let it go At the roadside we used to know We can let this drift away Oh, we let this drift away And there's

I've tried goodbye a hundred times, not one of them true I'm screaming "I don't want you" but you know that I do (nobody like you) But I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone again And all I want, all I want is to feel again There's nobody like you (nobody like

Looking for signs of life Looking for signs every night But there's no signs of life So we do it again Who did you ask? Those cool kids Stuck in the past "Where are we going?" Apartments of cigarette ash

I've got so much love You are the sun That makes my life this foolish game You need to know I love you so You are the rain And I'd do it all again and again Baby you'll find There's only one love

And I can't tell if you're laughing Between each smile there's a tear in your eye There's a train leaving town in an hour Its not waiting for you and neither am I One last thing I beg you please just before you go I've watched you fly on paper wings half

You touch me like a razor blade I wish there was some other way right now, oh oh And like a house on fire we're up in flames I'd burn here if that's what it takes To let you know I won't let go of you, oh oh So I'll just hold you like a hand grenade Of

And I know what's on your mind God knows I put it there But if I took it back Well you'd be nowhere You'd be nowhere again In my cold arms Weekend wreckers take the streets With abandon in their eyes But in our bedroom we're bloodshot and beat

Whatever you may hear or see Us of constant banging Throwing fists against the wall How cruel time can be When you wake you'll know I'm gone And where I'm going there's no one So don't follow me Don't follow me