If I had words what could I say? We were like old friends until the end? I could bruise these lungs without breathing, Just to make us laugh to stop your bleeding. We're coming around to the thought of it: We're broken apart, unchained and wild from the start! Brazen without clothes, Folding secrets inside her. But there were hearts too young and bodies too tired. We're coming around to the thought of it. Here comes the flood! Unchained and wild as our love! You were bartending nights for some cash, Called it boring but never that bad. Now that we're broken apart a river of love Flows from my heart straight back to the start. Sweet soul sister, it's in your voice when you laugh, You ain't happy here... you haven't been in years. But if I could lie then I might remember... We were like old friends until the end. We're coming around to the thought of it. Now that we're broken apart let love die Where it lie in your bed at the start.