2 August ago, I told the truth, oh but you didn't like it, you went home You're in your pants, I'm by the gate Now you go alone, charm all the people you train for you mean well but aim low And I'll make it known, like I'm getting paid That's just the way life goes, I like to slim Doors closed, trust me I know, it's always about me I love you, I'm sorry, two summers from now Ooh, I've been talking but not all that often, we're cool now I'll be on a boat, you're on a plane, going somewhere safe And I'll have a drink, blissfully lean out my window and watch the sunset on the lake I might not feel real, but it's okay Cause that's just the way life goes, I push my luck It shows, think before you don't, send someone to kill me I love you, I'm sorry, you were the best but you were the worst As sick as it sounds, I loved you first, I was a dick, it is what it is I happen to kick the age old curse, I tend to laugh whenever I'm sad I stare at the crash, it actually works, making amends, this shit never ends I'm wrong again, wrong again The way life goes, joy riding down Our blood laying on the horn To prove that it haunts me I love you, I'm sorry, the way life goes I wanna speak in code, hope that I don't make it about me I love you, I'm sorry I love you, I'm sorry Irish!

2 August ago, I told the truth, oh but you didn't like it, you went home, You're in your pants, I'm by the gate, Now you go alone, charm all the people you train for, you mean well but aim low, I'll make it known, like I'm getting paid, That's just the wa