younmensmokenout for twonfor twonconfessions but too,nhigh with younwith younnshe called herself a whoreni said you're more like a trampnand then she called herseld a liarni said i don't give a damnncause im too damn gonenjust sing this songntime, ticks, slowely with youni'd rather not lose controlnnlike stars we floatnlike stars we floatnlike stars we soarnwe're breaking hearts while breaking hearts nlike stars we floatnlike stars we floatnlike stars we soarnwe're breaking hearts while breaking hearts for toonncause i remember every morning glorynflashing lights with every star having storiesni never dreamed of thisnits like i'll never missnthe real worldnncause i remember every morning glorynflashing lights with every star having storiesni never dreamed of thisnits like i'll never missnthe real worldnnoh my godni think it's fading outnit all boils up and comes right back aroundnthis is the first time, the last timeni say dont trynnquick quick stopni think she's comingnback to haunt menim sure she'll never stopnnlike stars we floatnlike stars we floatnlike stars we soarnwe're breaking hearts while breaking hearts nncause i remember every morning glorynflashing lights with every star having storiesni never dreamed of thisnits like i'll never missnthe real worldnncause i remember every morning glorynflashing lights with every star having storiesni never dreamed of thisnits like i'll never missnthe real worldnnwe're breaking hearts while breaking hearts for twonfor twonwe're breaking hearts while breaking hearts for twonncause i remember every morning glorynflashing lights with every star having storiesni never dreamed of thisnits like i'll never missnthe real worldnncause i remember every morning glorynflashing lights with every star having storiesni never dreamed of thisnits like i'll never missnthe real worldnncause i remember every morning glorynflashing lights with every star having storiesni never dreamed of thisnits like i'll never missnthe real worldnnthe real world