Hearts cold
As the windowpane
And I'm drunk
Another day
Three nights is all it takes
But, three strikes is all I taste
When we're together
It's weird to remember
How it all takes place
We're older
We're closer
We're so far
From over
We're painting
Our future
And walks around the lake
With a rose
But it's his name on your wrist
And it's my name with the rest
'Cause it's over
Yeah, It's over
It's over
It's over
It's over
And I don't want to bleed
But, it's so hard to breath
And it's over
It's over
It's over