We were maddest at midnight

In my bedroom spilling wine

Telling our truths to the bottom of a glass

What we want, what we need, and who we are

Running wild under city lights

Everyone who knows us rolls their eyes

At two best friends turned lovers

Who can’t admit it to each other

In an old bar down in Soho

It was late March, Southern Comfort and Coke

You saw things in me no one else could see

When I believed in nothing you believed in me

But now you’ve got her

And I’ve got this world of hurt

Forеver wondering who I might be

If thе one that got away had stayed

With me

I can’t let go of back then

Bowie on the jukebox, sing as loud as we can

You smile at me in the dark

Like our beginning would never end

Now I see you with her all the time

As if your future was never mine

The hardest part to admit

Is she seems so perfect

Take me back to that

Old bar down in Soho

It was late March, Southern Comfort and Coke

You looked at me, suddenly I knew

Tomorrow meant nothing until I met you

But now you’ve got her

And I’ve got this world of hurt

Forever wondering who I might be

If the one that got away had stayed

I confess I made this lonely bed

With the things I never said

They took you from my side, they keep me up at night

The things I never said

In an old bar down in Soho

It was late March, Southern Comfort and Coke

That train ride when I realized

You were the only constant in my chaos mind

And now you’ve got her

And I’ve got this world of hurt

Forever wondering who I might be

If the one that got away had stayed with me

I don’t have much, just the memory of us

Replay it in my mind like I’m not losing my mind

Replay it in my mind like I’m not losing my mind

In an old bar down in Soho