keep your eyes to better days
mind our words and things we say
let's stay inside until the weather gets better
mulling over past regrets
staring past your cigarettes
we had it made but we should've known better
it's days like these I wish we stayed beneath
the comfort of our arms and of your sheets
some dreams will slip and fade behind your eyes
but I'll keep one
the one of you and I
flowers lasted just one day
I wish they made it all okay
you had them pressed
between the pages of your diary
your father came and shook my hand
called me "son" called me a man
I had it made but I should've known better
call it or curse it
we're numb still it hurts us
we know that the worst is over
but it still hurts us