Glory

I spent my life on the open road
1 shoe, 2 smokes, with nowhere to go
All alone, I roam -
Not a dollar to my name and I've counted
Empty bottles, ripped jeans and a broken home
All alone, I roam.

I know this storys been told a half million times
This ones for me its mine, and its mine all mine

Lets take a photograph, lets bring up past
And that time we burnt this city down right to the ground
On that saturday, when we crashed our car
All along we never knew - that our love was never true

In the bar that I met you
I really thought that I'd never get used to you
Along - we were wrong -
You were running from the cops
Or when youd give me public top
Along - we were wrong-

I know this storys been told a half million times
But this ones for me its mine, its mine all mine

Lets take a photograph, lets bring up past
And that time we burnt this city down right to the ground
On that saturday, when we crashed our car
All along we never knew - that our love was never true

Our hands are stained with our glory days
And those god damn nights we stayed up way too late
It's just the truth, you knew I loved you
From the old phone booth on Moffatt Avenue
Our hands are stained with our glory days
And those god damn nights we stayed up way too late
It's just the truth, you knew I loved you
From the old phone booth on Moffatt Avenue