I miss the good old days Are they the last chance we have?
I'm sick of playing with you That was never part of my plan, yeah Are these the memories that we'll tell our grandkids we had? Yeah Are these the days that we'll run away from and never look back? Yeah I just hope you know that it's over, now baby that's a wrap yeah
Let you go, go, go Go, go away I want you to run, run Run away This is your chance to escape
The good old days Good old days We found love and took it all the way The good old days, yeah The good old days, yeah
Did I break your heart? Was it all a waste? Have we gone too far? Did we make a mistake? I gotta know Did we make a mistake? We'll never know
And I feel like I could die Without you now Why can't we just survive We're phased out I don't want you to be gone But lately I've been imagining crazy With you baby Somethings wrong
I've been craving vices That can save me home And make me numb I can't comprehend what's in my head I'm taking something strong We tried playing love And every game we played We fucking lost So I'm taking off
Let you go, go, go Go, go away I want you to run, run Run away This is your chance to escape
The good old days Good old days We found love and took it all the way The good old days, yeah The good old days, yeah
I miss the good old days Maybe they are Baby, just go, go, go away Real far
Compositores: Jordan Lutes (Jutes), Beatscraze ECAD: Obra #38451980