Feb 20, 2006 23:17
All those nights in your car.
Playing Konstantine.
And you'd sing
Horribly.
If I hurt you then I'm sorry.
Please don't think that this was easy.
And then you'd bring me home,
Cause we both know what its like to be alone.
And Konstantine is walking down the stairs.
Doesn't she look good standing in her underwear.
And I was thinking,
But we'd been drinking and it doesn't get me anywhere.
And Konstantine came walking down the stairs
And all that I could do was touch her long, blonde hair.
And I was thinking
That these nights that we'd been drinking, they never got us anywhere.
And if this is what it takes
Just to live with my mistakes.
You'll never know what I did to you.
And all the hell I put you through.
Did you know I miss you?
Did you know I miss you?
Did you know I miss you?
Remember when I kissed you in the morning you were standing outside.
I still wear the shirt you gave me.
And then you'd bring me home.
The present is just a pleasant interruption of the past.