If you'd say you'd rather love than fight So many things that you wish I knew But the story of us might be ending soon

Of who can act like they care less

I'm starting to think one day I'll tell the story of us

I used to know my place was a spot next to you

I think her ever present frown is a little troubling

She's not a saint and she's not what you think

She came along, got him along, and let's hear the applause

Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night

Cause the last time you saw me Is still burned in the back of your mind.

I’m there for you, I’ll sell for you I can’t live without you