The past comes back to haunt us, time and time again
If you've got a whiskey bottle, then I will be your friend
I keep coming back to the place where angels do die
There’s spit on my grave, and my bloods running dry
And I can’t remember if I told a lie

The shadows of our old selves are making love in vain
So tell me all the words you like, so I can numb the pain
I met a girl once, but that was long ago
How I've made it to here, ain’t nobody knows
So kiss me one more time, before you go

The roads that we did wander have each led us here
We're both in other people arms, but I've never felt so near
The fire that once burnt still scars me now
But I guess it don’t matter anyhow
Deep in my mind there’s thoughts I won’t allow