I woke up on angel lonely in your arms
To the smell of burning bridges
And the sound of those alarms in my head
We should have stayed in bed
But we held them up on rent so many ways
When the coldest days of winter were the summers that we took
Came at the… grateful wasn’t there
And like your were only made for me to kiss, whoa
We were made for this
While the girls all dance beneath the burning
And the last ones spit summer to finish on the
Where they began, and i wonder when to love
All we ever wanted must have been along
Burning how to fly the sun hope
Underneath the family stone
And just not was made on reminisce, whoa
We were made for this

Love and start to settle along it’s like a
While hallelujah feels our ears from your con-sense
While my heart stops beating, and you stop breathing
In the end
You’re the only thing i’m ever gonna miss, whoa
We were made for this

Composição: Butch Walker