With the flash of a flare gun,
we’re all back to square one,
We’re nails on a chalkboard but ya don’t seem to care none
When you reflect on your past self
The lone book on the last shelf
There was glare from the Sun in your glasses then you slipped so fast and with that all the glass fell
The importance of being important to somebody else
If I say I need nobody I’d be lying to myself
With the flash of a flare gun
I’m back to one again
Our love has a beginning and middle but it’s missing an end
Oh the engine is running
And the rain is coming
Waiting outside of her apartment
Too much time a part spent - waiting
She erased my scars like brand new parchment
I couldn’t begin to explain how much that heart meant
I think she taught me I had a heart
With the flash of a flare gun,
we’re all back to square one,
We’re nails on a chalkboard but ya don’t seem to care none
When you reflect on your past self
The lone book on the last shelf
There was glare from the Sun in your glasses then you slipped so fast and with that all the glass fell
The importance of being important to somebody else
If I say I need nobody I’d be lying to myself
With the flash of a flare gun
I’m back to one again
Our love may have a beginning and middle but it’s missing an end