These beautiful town lights of Friday night
Keep reminding me of the look in your eyes
Standing by the window of this lonely hotel room
Can't help myself but to think of you
And I wonder if you're feeling this coldness
As you go back to our memories
We were sitting there on the trunk of my car
Never thinking we would end like this
So I lie by the phone with your picture in my arm
I don't know why I'm holding back
I should call you now to say I regret, all I said
But here I am lying to myself
That I don't miss you
When I really do
I really do
These slow love songs on the radio
Keep reminding me of the words we said
Driving to the bar in this bitter pouring rain
Can't help but to think of your face
And I wonder if you're feeling this coldness
As you go back to those sweet days
We were dancing there under the summer sun
Never thinking we would end this way
So I take another shot with your face in my mind
I don't know how to kill the pain
I should call you now to say I regret, all I said
But here I am lying to myself
That I don't miss you
When I really do
I really do
I wrote this song when I think bout us.

some are made up tho. Whatdya think?
