don't we have to look back now to someone else live up to wish that scar
would heal somehow covered over a thousand times moved on from those left
behind but there's always someone to pick up where you left has that path
been taken one too many times maybe you'll cross mine and i'll smile knowing
that you got the last one on us this time don't we have to look back now
ripped off a thousand places with a smile on your face and we were right
behind you waiting for the payoff