Babe, when they take you away
Please don't ask me to be
The one to bail you out

And when there's no fix to be found
I'm not going to be your methadone
And if there's no pulse to detect
I won't have the strength to be your metronome

And now, when I look at our past
I don't know what we were laughin' at
Everything we used to be
Were no comfort to me anymore

Should experiences be
Enough reason for me to stick around
How many dances missed
Since we last kissed
While we slugged it out

Years of discovery
Remorse turned to grief
And what have we found
Party favors fly
Into deep divines, uninhabitable

And now, when I look at our past
I don't know what we were laughin' at
Everything we used to be
Were no comfort to me anymore

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