You were the light for me to find my truth
I just wanna say thank you
And I know it ain't pretty
When our hearts get broke
Too young to feel this old
Watching us both turn cold
Oh, I know it ain't pretty
when two hearts get broke
Yeah, I know it ain't pretty
when two hearts get broke
And laugh with each other
about these things, these days
All our troubles, we'll lay to rest
We wish we could come back
to these days, these days
Three years of ups and downs,
nothing to show for it now
And I know it ain't pretty
Calling me when I'm drunk,
remind me of what I've done
And I know it ain't pretty
when you're trying to move on, yeah
I hope someday we'll sit down together
And laugh with each other
about these days, these days
All our troubles were laid to rest and
We wish we could come back
to these days, these days
To these days, these days, oh
Cigarettes in the ashtray
Reminiscing on those past days
And I traveled around the world
Think where you livin' at now
I heard you moved to Austin
Got an apartment and settled down
An d every once in a while I start texting
But then I delete the message
Think about you like a pastime,
or I wasn't ready to act right
They say that things fall apart,
we were gonna move to Brooklyn
You were gonna study art,
And that we are not alone
when we're walking in the dark
An d laugh with each other
about these days, these days
All our troubles, we'll let them rest
We'll wish we could go back
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