I still think ´bout the days
driving around
with nothing to do
but find all the things we never found
you were so pretty

and we were so young
windows rolled down
singin´ old songs
we´d come back to my room
the sun peeking in
you put on your clothes
and say ´babe i think,
i think i might like you´
i listened to the shadows
hanging pictures
we were drifters
we´d get too close
and then you´d drift away
from the one thing hanging in the silence
oh, our love was just too violent
and you´d start screaming
with my head in your hands
i remember the time i said

´babe i cant be your man´
but i´ll do what i can.
and i always knew your bite was bigger than your bark
i remember all those nights i used to watch you sleep in the dark
i had a good heart.
i had a good heart.