We dropped our cards and lost the bet…
We drank away our fears and our dreams to make it in the world.
We all knew we never amounted to very much.
But we said we’d still be here for each other in some way.
We might as well have been running with knives
Not to mention our complete loss of what was important.
With broken images fixed and brought up carelessly
These formed events we swore never happened.
We knew our paths and every word we’d ever said;
Now it’s as good as if we never were at all.
And pushed us apart, forgetting with every shove
That we actually tried to survive, hand in hand.