The Good Life
The Good Life
The Good Life
The Good Life
The Good Life
The Good Life
The Good Life
The Good Life
The Good Life
The Good Life
The Good Life
The Good Life
It's been two years this month since the last time we spoke
And it's starting to seem that the only thing everlasting
Is this vow of silence
Well, I guess that's the vow that we took – but not at first
At first I was screaming, those songs you heard
Two years ago on that night we last spoke