These Days (Pilates Version 100 Bpm)

Leaving to find my soul

Told her I had to go

And I know it ain't pretty

When our hearts get broke

Too young to feel this old

Watching us both turn cold

Oh, I know it ain't pretty

When two hearts get broke

Yeah, I know it ain't pretty

When two hearts get broke

I hope someday we'll sit down together

And laugh with each other about these days, these days

All our troubles, we'll lay to rest and

We'll wish we could come back to these days, these days

These days, these days

Three years of ups and downs

Nothing to show for it now

And I know it ain't pretty

When the fire burns out

Calling me when I'm drunk

Reminding me of what I've done

And I know it ain't pretty

When you're trying to move on

I hope someday we'll sit down together

And laugh with each other about these days, these days

All our troubles, we'll lay to rest and

We'll wish we could come back to these days, these days

These days, these days

These days, these days

Cigarettes in the ashtray

Reminiscing on those past days

I thought you'd end up with my last name

But that changed

And I travel around the world think where you living at now

I heard you moved to Austin got an apartment and settled down

And every once in a while I start texting

Write a paragraph, but then I delete the message

Think about you like a pastime

I could cry a river get you baptized

Or I wasn't ready to act right

Used to always think I'd get you back, right?

They say that things fall apart

We were gonna move to Brooklyn you were gonna study art

Love is just a tool to remind us who we are

And that we are not alone we are walking in the dark

I hope someday we'll sit down together

And laugh with each other about these days, these days

All our troubles, we'll lay to rest and

We'll wish we could come back to these days, these days

These days, these days

These days, these days