i wrote the words to this song on the back of a photograph
behind your back it goes
a little something like this is way to big to miss
i got a letter in the mail
the sender failed to let me know where it came from
opened it up and sure enough there we were
arm in arm again
i know it's small but my last call's been called
half an hour ago
i know it's late but do you think you could at least
fix it for me
then i'll go i'll go alone i swear
i won't tell a soul
i'll drink this beer and write in fear
of a song everybody hates
armageddon
let the light in
before we say goodbye give us something to believe in
armageddon
we're not begging
for too much i don't think
just need a goodbye kiss
before we sink
we sink