Is it really the same sky that we're looking at?

Are these really the same stars we gazed upon

Course set to full speed ahead but I keep looking back

Do you remember the bridge that would connect our heads?

Keep forgetting I was the demolition man

Can't help but stare at the night when I'm up late in bed

Taking shots in the dark, would you call me a friend?

Knocked the wind out of my core

Can't get the taste off of my tongue

All of the memories make me sore

So many good things overrun

By distance, time, and unconcern

Make the same mistakes each year, we never learn

I couldn't handle it then, what makes me think a change

Could have come over you in the past several months but

Too much has gotta be better than nothing at all

I considered every nuance a constant

Being alone had never seemed like an option

It hurts that you'd ever consider me dishonest

'Cause every day your crying voice is on my conscience

It seemed so far away, so foreign of an idea

And when the moment came I didn't know what to feel

It seemed so far away, so foreign of an idea

The moment came and went, I still don't know what to feel

(this is where a solo would go.... ope; here it comes right now!!)

Make the same mistakes each year

We're making new regrets each day

I wish my thoughts could be replaced with something else