What I want to say,
Is that you let me down,
But I want you around,
Now more than ever.
And what I want to do,
Is get out of this town,
And forget what we found,
Forever.
Maybe it's true that I won't remember this after we're gone
And maybe I'll leave our memory in a journal or a song,
And I won't say that we were wrong
I'm tired of the fight,
It's anyone's guess,
What made me confess,
It's over.
But hold me tonight,
I'll take nothing less,
Than my head on your chest,
Till morning.
Maybe it's true that they won't remember us after we're gone
But maybe I'll leave our memory in a journal or a song,
And I won't tell them we were wrong
So this one's for you,
And it's just as well,
That our story would sell,
A song.
In whatever you do,
And whoever you tell,
You can say that we fell,
But don't say we were wrong.
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Lyrics submitted by Kira Banchs.