Taking Back Sunday
Taking Back Sunday
Taking Back Sunday
Taking Back Sunday
Taking Back Sunday
Taking Back Sunday
Taking Back Sunday
Taking Back Sunday
Taking Back Sunday
Taking Back Sunday
Taking Back Sunday
Taking Back Sunday
Taking Back Sunday
Taking Back Sunday
Taking Back Sunday
Taking Back Sunday
I call, you dont answer
I run, you run faster
That lie, that angry ghost is routine, tried, and true
That bastard visits me nightly
Hes there to remind me
Every time it gets to the middle of the night
I want to call and tell you that you were right
I wanted to believe that we could change together
Shouldve known better, shouldve known better that
My harshest of opinions
Complaints, accusations
Yeah I made lots of money selling water as wine
You were there right behind me
Saying thats all I could be
Every time it gets to the middle of the night
I want to call and tell you that you were right
I wanted to believe that we could change together
Shouldve known better, shouldve known better that
I did not want to leave
No it wasn't up to me
I did not want to leave
No it happened naturally
Every time it gets to the middle of the night
I want to call and tell you that you were right
I wanted to believe that we could change together
Shouldve known better, shouldve known better that