every story should start at the back
drink yourself sick 
kick yourself outta that
it was stupid and happened so fast
couldnt have been good 
shouldnt have been quiet that bad

remember when the nightmare started both of us predicted pain
i hate it when your right that way

you and i had the greatest time
smoked on bridges in the bright sunlight
talked of nothing then we said goodnight
now its over we dont even speak
you moved towns to get away from me
you robbed my world you stolen my heart
im chasing shadows in the darkness

every nightmare begins with the last
spend yourself skint
pat yourself on the back
you were stupid and matter of fact but the way that it stands you couldnt have done more than that

remember when the lightening started
both of us expected rain

even though its such a shame