I wish my friends weren't your friends
I could still be around them
You're down the street, I see your car
Right outside your apartment
I've been smoking like a gun
I don't think you'd like it
I know you don't like the smell
So I try to hide it
Do you still think of what we would believe
Do you still think of what we would believe
Do you still go to church
I gave up awhile back
I think the band is doing drugs
You told me not to try that
I still have your old guitar
And you still wear my sweater
"It's okay it's yours to keep
You always played it better"
Do you still think of what we would believe
Do you still think of what we would believe
Ohhhh
(I didn't miss the moment
I was torn away from ecstasy
We ran out of luck because enough wasn't enough for me)
Ohhhh
(I didn't blur the focus
Just our borne decay was giving up
We ran out of luck because the love wasn't enough)