You've been good, busier than ever. We small talk, work and the weather,
You gave me roses and I left them there to die.
And I think about summer, all the beautiful times. I watched you laughing from the passenger side, realized that I loved you in the fall. And then the cold came, the dark days when fear crept into my mind
You gave me all your love and all I gave you was "Goodbye".
So this is me swallowing my pride standing in front of you saying, "I'm sorry for that night."...
And I go back to December all the time...
But if we loved again, I swear I'd love you right.
I'd go back in time and change it but I can't, so if the chain is on your door, I understand...
So this is me swallowing my pride standing in front of you saying, "I'm sorry for that night."...
I go back to December all the time...