I still think about 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 oh 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 can't 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