I'm gonna leave the same way I came
Up from the ashes then I'm from the ashes
If our house had stood here on this wood foundation
Then you you could of fooled me I admit I was a fool for your southern days
(One hundred and fifty degrees in the shade)
It wasn't an option to go back to my place
(No I was put in my place)
You, we lived in separated houses we had for all our lives
It would of been nice to say (it would of been nice to say)
It would of been nice to say I knew you
When oh when will this sinking feeling
Feel like man that was ages ago
I don't worry half as much as I did
Life's not about your next
I am the mantel and you're a painting
Come rest your frame on me (come rest your frame on me)
I was a tower and you were an airplane
We happened before we knew what was happening
We lived in separated houses, we had for all our lives
It would of been nice to say (it would of been nice to say)
It would of been nice to say
When oh when will this sinking feeling
Feel like man that was ages ago
When oh when will this sinking feeling
Feel like man that was ages ago
We lived inside each other (man that was ages ago)
Such Careless lazy lovers (man that was ages ago
Would of been nice to say
Sure would of been nice to say
When oh when will this sinking feeling
Feel like man that was ages ago
When oh when will this sinking feeling
Oh, man that was ages ago
WRITERS
ADAM BURBANK LAZZARA, EDWARD REYES, MARK O'CONNELL, MATTHEW FAZZI, MATTHEW A. RUBANO