I don't know what happened
Everything was fine
You had a lope going
You really hit your stride
Remember that night
The last time we hung out
God Grant me the serenity
To accept the things I cannot change
To change the things I can
And remember always
To tell the difference
I've noticed a pattern
That happens over time
Where it seems like a write-off
Right before the stars align
I know it's so unhealthy
It can only get worse
When you say it always feels good
After it hurts
It doesn't have to
It doesn't have to hurt
It doesn't have to
It doesn't have to hurt