I remember summer like last week.
The backyard, the night sky, the diner down the street.
All I have are regrets from a breath that went too far.
Three months has left me with yet another scar.
We can stay up all night the talks get us nowhere the truth is in the way.
Stealing things from deaths suitcase.
The past three years seem like so long ago.
Trying to move on so hard to let go.
They say pictures are worth a thousand words.
They lie in a pile I try not to get burned.
The sun that shines through the window wakes me up at 6 A.M.
I'll try to stay awake past the sunset.
With a smile on my face and your hand around my waist,
I'll step closer to the edge.
One push is all it takes because life is too fast paced,
and full of regrets and mistakes.