I know it's hard to remember, the people we used to be...
It's ever harder to picture, that you're not here next to me.
You say it's too late to make it, but is it too late to try?
And in our time that you wasted, all of our bridges burned down.

I've wasted my night, you turned out the lights.
Now I'm paralized, still stuck in that time, when we called it love, 
but even the sun sets in paradise.