Tekster: Eighteen Visions. The Sweetest Memory.

Rows and rows of white lies keep tryin'
Is that any way to live?
But don't come to our home thinkin' I don't care
Do you think we can't feel it too?

But do you want to see this last or do you even care?
Our sweetest memory is gone
Give it up, give it up because the end is near
Our sweetest memory is gone

Years and years between the lines gone tainted
Is that any way to live?
And I hope it's worth it, worth all the pain
Do you think we can't feel it too?

But do you want to see this last or do you even care?
Our sweetest memory is gone
Give it up, give it up because the end is near
Our sweetest memory is gone

Here we are, here we are
Here we are, here we are

But do you want to see this last or do you even care?
Our sweetest memory is gone
Our sweetest memory is gone
Give it up, give it up because the end is near
Our sweetest memory is gone