Låttexter
We were always getting angry
You slam a door then I lock you inside
And I'm so over all the fighting
I pull a gun then you pull a knife
I won't say you're gonna change me
But for a second I forgot who I was
I'm coming right up to the edge of just giving up
Now that I've come to the edge of myself
I need you to come to your senses
Take me back to the time on the night you first met me
We're there, with my hands in your hair making out in the backseat
I'm keeping this picture of you in my mind
Don't let me forget or regret it
Thinking back to when it started
Capture your face in a polaroid film
Another tragic love story
You want the hero but you know I'm not him
I'm on the fence of the familiar
And falling into completely unknown
It might be time for me to clean house
And just let you go
Now that I've come to the edge of myself
I need you to come to your senses
Take me back to the time on the night you first met me
We're there, with my hands in your hair making out in the backseat
I'm keeping this picture of you in my mind
Don't let me forget or regret it
Can't seem to let you go, to let you go yet
Feels like I've lost control, I've lost control, yet
I'm keeping this picture of you in my mind
Oh, don't let me forget it
Take me back to the time on the night you first met me
We're there, with my hands in your hair making out in the backseat
I'm keeping this picture of you in my mind
Don't let me forget or regret it