It Was True
You were never one to despise me but you miss me, don't you?
I was never one to hate me but I see what you don't
In the end maybe we'll be OK, if you don't see me like I do
Fight your battles alone, never going back home
Fight your battles alone, never going back home
You were never one to despise me but you miss me, don't you?
Will we ever be new? Could have been an heirloom?
Could have been an heirloom?