Who am I to be
Standing in this rain
Who are you to judge
All this modern love
Who are we to say
It couldn't work this way
I spent an awful night
At the foot of your bed
And now I’m finding it hard to see
How am I to know
Moving backwards now
How are you the same
With your head held high
How can we change
With the lies we made
I spent an awful night
At the foot of your bed
And now I’m finding it hard to see
In my head I lay
With the notes that we wrote
In my head i lay
With the notes that we wrote
In my head i lay
With the notes that we wrote
In my head i lay
With the notes that we wrote
With the notes that we wrote
With the notes that we wrote
With the notes that we wrote
And now i’m finding it hard to see.