Tekster: At The Drive In. Give it a Name.

Never thought this day would end
Walked the tired steps of latter day friends
And all because your stubbornness was
Smiling through your braces

Never thought this day would come
You threw the bricks that built this wall
Amantillado at the top of your lungs
I can't hear you anymore

So, take your diamond bland shaped tears
And maybe I'll see you in twenty years
And I will always wear your ring
You know the one that turned my finger green

It's not you, it's me
You don't know what you've got 'til it's gone
Silver platter opportunity
Never taught, what you thought you know

Meal tickets have been refused
You gave me a reason
To sing our last song