Whats that writing on your hand
A reminder that will take you away
Back to your life
one that I once knew
I'd give anything
to be there with you
Sitting in your backyard
Wasting another night
Let me take your hand
One last time until we get it right
In my room
I still keep pictures of you
Standing still shaking your head
I didnt give you a choice
You were told
But you're not mad, you just feel old
I dont know why Im here
Pulling out paper crowns
When Ive done nothing more
Than let the two of us down
A reminder that will take you away
Back to your life
one that I once knew
I'd give anything
to be there with you
Sitting in your backyard
Wasting another night
Let me take your hand
One last time until we get it right
In my room
I still keep pictures of you
Standing still shaking your head
I didnt give you a choice
You were told
But you're not mad, you just feel old
I dont know why Im here
Pulling out paper crowns
When Ive done nothing more
Than let the two of us down