How do you watch the end of an era that you walked in on during the fall And appreciate and mourn the loss Like the ones that were involved? Cause you know your heart is your home And its the only place youll stay When home becomes a heartache What can you do to get away? Sometimes its not enough to say That things will work out in the end Cause you have been torn to rags and shreds By pain I cannot comprehend And even to this very day As your hearts still trying to mend Just know that you still thrive in mine In the memories we suspend So how much heart and soul does it take To show what makes up all your dreams? Theres blood and sweat and tears of regret and nothing is quite what it seems Because these songs contain a part of us As vital as breath in our lungs And to watch you fall apart like that
Feels like the greatest song left unsung Sometimes its not enough to say That things will work out in the end Cause you have been torn to rags and shreds By pain I cannot comprehend And even to this very day As your hearts still trying to mend Just know that you still thrive in mine In the memories we suspend Whos to say that this should be the beginning of the end? Whats a bottle or three of Jack When heartache is my best friend In the end... Sometimes its not enough to say That things will work out in the end Cause you have been torn to rags and shreds By pain I cannot comprehend And even to this very day As your hearts still trying to mend Just know that you still thrive in mine In the memories we can suspend In the memories we can pretend...