life’s too much to think about sometimes
too much to drink about
when you’re not sure who you are
or where you’re going anymore
but it’s just perfect anyway
mystery will lead the way
once again
a cocktail of loneliness and madness
and a photo of you to stare at
it’s the way I remember
the better times
the excitement of it all
the love written on the walls
all around us
and somehow we burned it all down
we fucked it all up
just for the thrill of it
just to live through it
but it’s just perfect anyway
we can erase the wasted
light fire to the jaded
we really know what it’s like
not too many people can say
that they’ve felt this kind of fire
down under up over
all over each other
the excitement of it all
the love written on the walls
a cocktail of loneliness and madness
and a photo of you to stare at
it’s the way I remember
the better times.