To say that we have gotten ahead of ourselves
Is a giant understatement
To say that I was selfish headstrong and wrong
Should be enough to feed your ego for now

We were cursed from the start
Well this is how the story goes
It was the wrong place
At the wrong time

Oh well we've come so far
Put the road to hell behind us
This is how the story goes
They'll never come to find us

Well I've seen myself from the inside
And, I don't think I like what I see
It was just all of my mistakes
Staring back at me
But I never wanted to go back
To where the happiest times were
Where all of my lines were played out
And we layed out
For hours looking up through the trees
The train just left the station
And its never coming back
So start your walk of shame

Oh well we've come so far
Put the road to hell behind us
This is how the story goes
They'll never come to find us