It was mid-summer but the sun never felt so cold
Yeah, I still think about it
You left me hanging like I was some silly old coat
Thought you would be the last
The next Bonnie and Clyde
The greatest of all times
Now I'm left with open scars
Now I don't know where to go
I'm on the side of the road
We said that we'll make it
But now it's taking too long
Now every Sunday all I stare at is an empty seat
Still don't know how to take it
Sometimes I picture you're holding me like I did
So why would you choose to frame me?
So vicious, so wicked, so wild
Retelling our story blending in the crowd
Our memories now twisted and loud
I'm already on the other side
Now I don't know where to go
I'm on the side of the road
We said that we'll make it
But now it's taking too long
Wrote you a plain goodbye
(And you'll be up all night)
You'll wanna talk to me, baby
Cause you don't know where to go
And I got back on the road
You've been trying to call
We thought we will make it
There's no point in waiting