When we first met we were kids,
we were wild, we were restless
And after a while,
I grew coarse, I grew cold, I grew reckless
I hold this memory, hold you so close to me,
whispered were we always happy
Lately it feels like I'm asleep and I just can't wake up
Pacing the floor, want to call, but I can't so I hang up
Sharing a secret on the train with
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