Surprise, surprise - you know those pages youâ??d write?
One night, you were out, I was inside feeling sorry for myself
I drank from any bottle I could find...

I broke into your room, I tried on all your clothes, and I read every note

Well, what the $#&@ happened to us?

What the $#&@ happened to us?
We used to be something - I canâ??t remember just what...


We were born into the chandeliers like troubadours and saints
I said, â??I donâ??t mind if it takes time, just wanna get awayâ?
I wanna take her back to all the day when we were staying back

Iâ??d lay my head upon your lap, I hope you never take it back...

To my surprise, well, all those pages were bled white

So I stand corrected and relieved, drunk and uncomfortable in heels
I suppose that it makes sense youâ??d never run and tell your friend...
Oh, that you left too soon, found me dolled up in your room - I know just what youâ??d say


What the $#&@ happened to us?
What the $#&@ happened to us?

We used to be something...

If I could name just one thing thatâ??s gonna haunt me

Thatâ??s gonna bleed me dry, thatâ??s gonna bruise
Itâ??d have to be the look upon your face when I came to pick you up, take you away
You just stood there in the hall waiting for me to call it off


What kind of selfish piece of %#@! would base a life on no regrets?
Would let the only one who ever understood me walk alone?

And I closed the door; I made it halfway down the hall
Something caught my eye and I fell apart.


Well, thereâ??s a picture on your dresser drawer and it doesnâ??t even look like me
But I swear to God, when the bombs went off, I wish we could have shined forever
I was there in the suit you made, you were beautiful, it was your birthday

And only for a night, we believed in magic.

Do you remember when I woke you up to tell you I love you?

Do you remember when I woke you up to tell you I love you?...

Well, I still do.


What the $#&@ happened to us?
What the $#&@ happened to us?

What the $#&@ happened to us?
What the $#&@ happened to us?