The Early Days

It's all about you It's all about me It can never be about both of us when we so selfishly Ridicule each others dreams We're coming apart at the seams A favourite jacket, worn out and faded; why keep it? Will we stand the test of time? When I can't stand the sight Of your face in the morning, erasing all memory of our drunken passion in the night Remember when you smiled at me in the late days of the spring? Remember when the world was our oyster and summer's about to begin? Remember when I took you by the hand and we jumped right in? Feet first without a care or a plan I never thought it'd be a flash in the pan Goddamn! Why can't the early days last, when we were having a blast? It's all about me It's all about you It's all about forgetting all the things we once loved to do Are we unrepairable? Too many pieces to pick up? A shattered mirror holding more than seven years bad luck Remember when you smiled at me in the late days of the spring? Remember when the world was our oyster and summer's about to begin? Remember when I took you by the hand and we jumped right in? Goddamn! Why can't the early days last, when we were having a blast? Was it ever real? Were our true colours concealed? Or has life and its bitter twists left a nasty taste in our mouths Remember when I took your hand and we jumped right in? Recklessly abandoning common sense Tombstoning in a moment of madness What happened to our impulsiveness? Fuck this flash in the pan shit Goddamn! Why can't the early days last, when we were having a blast? Goddamn! Why can't the early days last