Mama used to tell me, "Love is patient"

Well I call bullshit, 'cause I've been waiting

In pages, dog ears, book-ends

Desperate for the storyline where I fall in love again

Lately I've been spending time retracing

I know all the lines, though they're faded

Even with my eyes shut, I know my way home

Is the door open?

Is someone wearing my old clothes?

Maybe time heals wounds

But it don't undo the hurt I went through

After you

And still in a fucked up way

I wish I could go back and kiss your face

In our better days

Early in the morning when I'm half asleep

I know it's wrong picturing you here next to me

Desperate years go by like a daydream (Daydream)

Addicted to the thought I'm still the one you're craving

Maybe time heals wounds

But it don't undo the hurt I went through

After you

And still in a fucked up way

I wish I could go back and kiss your face

In our better days

You knew me, only nineteen naive

I'd do it all again even knowing that you'd leave

And between you and me

If you said "Yes," know I'd say "Please"

Maybe time heals wounds

But it don't undo the hurt I went through

'Cause of you

And still in a fucked up way

I wish I could go back and kiss your face (I wish I could go back and kiss your face)

In our better days