Taking for granted
all the times that you felt right,
I don't want to be your enemy no more.
Making the best of
all the bad times in your life,
I don't understand why this has to be
for just one night.
I'm sorry that I made you cry,
I didn't mean to.
I didn't want to.
I know I never get things right,
but I try to.
But I try to.
Here's to the wishful thinking,
here's to the times we've never had.
Here's you, happy without me.
Here's me, wishing you were dead.
Here's to the nights that we've had,
here's all the feelings I took back.
Here's you, standing behind me,
twisting the knife that's in my back.
Reaching for answers
in the bottle on the shelf.
I don't want to be your enemy no more.
Cutting the skin back,
hoping the blood will flood your tears.
I don't understand why this has to be
for just one year.
I'm sorry that I made you cry,
I didn't mean to.
I didn't want to.
I know I never get things right,
but I try to.
But I try to.
Here's to the wishful thinking,
here's to the times we've never had.
Here's you, happy without me.
Here's me, wishing you were dead.
Here's to the nights that we've had,
here's all the feelings I took back.
Here's you, standing behind me,
twisting the knife that's in my back.
(I'm sorry...)