We were just across the tableBut we're worlds apart.
Looking back now it's clear that we weren't so smart.
But, you found the lover, inside this fighter.
And we found god inside a kickass one nighter.
But that was long ago, and i owe you money.
But buisness is slow, sounds kind of funny.
There you go calling me hunny.
Though, I think you know, you'll never see me again.
In the same old house, two different people.
Same drops of blood still light the path.
To what used to be us hanging in the hallway.
Now just shreds of paper and shards of glass.
I'm not in the buisness of bursting bubbles,
but blowing you now take more gum than I can chew.
Well, don't press your luck, unless you want a pitty fuck.
But I think that'd be the wrong way, to hold on to yesterday.
But that was long ago, and i owe you money.
But buisness is slow, sounds kind of funny.
There you go calling me hunny.
Though, I think you know, you'll never see me again.
In the same old house, two different people.
Same drops of blood still light the path.
To what used to be us hanging in the hallway.
Now just shreds of paper and shards of glass.
You burst through that gate.
I stood up straight.
You poured some wine, I drank yours and mine.
You took my breath and tied up my tongue.
Yea, you were the one to lower my gun.
You were the one to lower my gun.
You were the one to lower my gun.
But that was long ago, and i owe you money.
But buisness is slow, sounds kind of funny.
There you go calling me hunny.
Though, I think you know, you'll never see me again.
