We spend the night time skimming through albums
I spend my morning beside your imprint
You spend the daytime saying you've found him
We spend the evenings colored in a different tint
Because nails can be black
And your hair always red
But the times I won't get back
Were the times in your bed
The times i won't get back
Your music taste went right through the rooftop
My thoughts of you are written here
We spent two years talking just non-stop
Life is tough without you near
I have my reasons that I'll never tell you
You've got your reasons why you don't care
Your new boyfriend can get you the venue
I'm still in town to stop by and glare
The times in your bed
Racing around in my head
Threatening that soon you'll be dead
Just hold me, that's all you said