How do you watch the end of an era
that you walked in on during the fall
And appreciate and mourn the loss
Like the ones that were involved?
Cause you know your heart is your home
And its the only place youll stay
When home becomes a heartache
What can you do to get away? Sometimes its not enough to say
That things will work out in the end
Cause you have been torn to rags and shreds
By pain I cannot comprehend
And even to this very day
As your hearts still trying to mend
Just know that you still thrive in mine
In the memories we suspend So how much heart and soul does it take
To show what makes up all your dreams?
Theres blood and sweat and tears of regret
and nothing is quite what it seems
Because these songs contain a part of us
As vital as breath in our lungs
And to watch you fall apart like that
Feels like the greatest song left unsung Sometimes its not enough to say
That things will work out in the end
Cause you have been torn to rags and shreds
By pain I cannot comprehend
And even to this very day
As your hearts still trying to mend
Just know that you still thrive in mine
In the memories we suspend Whos to say that this should be
the beginning of the end?
Whats a bottle or three of Jack
When heartache is my best friend
In the end... Sometimes its not enough to say
That things will work out in the end
Cause you have been torn to rags and shreds
By pain I cannot comprehend
And even to this very day
As your hearts still trying to mend
Just know that you still thrive in mine
In the memories we can suspend In the memories we can pretend...