That Kind of Life

Nights are long and dark Holding on to shame and a broken heart Going through it in my mind Empty promises and wasted time And what about the plan What about loving you the best I can November on the beach Cold sand beneath our feet This ain't that kind of scene This ain't that kind of dream This ain't that kind of life No, This ain't that kind of life Who gets the things we share The glass that you stole from the bar in the Lincoln square You know I bought you that drink Oh baby I wonder what you think And I wonder what It's worth Holding on to the things that make you hurt As if we didn't know Who we were had left us long ago This ain't that kind of scene This ain't that kind of dream This ain't that kind of life No, this ain't that kind of life And I know it's hard losing faith Finding out Finding out it was so misplaced So easy in my arms Dancing in the headlights of my car And isn't it strange That memory's just fading away That memory's just fading away We're all just fading away This ain't that kind of scene This ain't that kind of dream This ain't that kind of life This ain't that kind of road With no direction home This ain't that kind of life No, this ain't that kind of life