The End of a Good Thing

Love to be my acquaintance
Hate to be my friend
Never be my lover
In the end, I just pretend

I know you'd love to make us proud
But it's never here
And it's never now
Maybe we keep surviving just to help us feel again

But at least you're not a hoarder of memories
Trying to cope
See the fading photographs, pretending they're not gone

When my home was in you
And your home was in me
On a good day I can remember and not even cry

Let's get out of here
While I can still save you
And you can still save me
And I'm still trying to fix you
You're still trying to leave me

And I was drunk on a moment
Buzzed on a theory
I am you and you are me

And I still think of the night the town was burning
Outstretched by the fire in your head
This burning bush of mine wasn't the life I wanted

I was 19 and invincible
You were 26 and that was all
I'm still trying to fix you
You're still trying to leave me

Let's get out of here

It's all gone
Because I'm gone

Let's get out of here
While I can still save you
And you can still save me
And I'm still trying to fix you
You're still trying to leave me