Drive to the meeting place Sign your name (sign your name) It was good what we had
It was good, but it was not enough
If this ain’t a funeral
Then why are we dressed in black? A eulogy for good times
that we are never getting back
I’ve been collecting all these broken things With hopes to find something that works
Nothing works 7:45 – Drive
Drive to the meeting place Sign your name (sign your name) It was good what we had
It was good, but it was not enough
Cross paths with me again
You’ll become a distant memory Tortured & Twisted
A worthless man who’s now been forgotten Things we were forced to do
Living this life with no escape
As I die from this rotten disease
Don’t close your eyes now See the sky, see the stars It’s yours
Take them, take them back now It was good what we had But it was not enough
Collecting all these broken things Just to find something that works
Fight my way out just to feel something That place where we met
It now means nothing