Texty: Break Away. Break Away. Dynasty.

The parking lot lights are dimming down, Fading out across this town
The flame that burned filled up our lungs, But turned to smoke and now its
This is the last time, Well be here as one
Driving away and looking back, At all the damage that was done

It couldve been, Shouldve been
The way it was with everything
Its tough to say, But time ran out and its so hard to wait
Some things just couldnt stay the same

The exit sign is like a kick in the face
But it cannot get erased, Its just getting replaced
By everything I wanted, And it comes with such a price
295s just not long enough this time