Texty: Rise Of Science (The). Casey. And I Heard It Like Burning.

A good time was all it was
I'll bet you'll keep looking up at them
Wondering, "was it not fair?"
Light through a kaleidoscope
I keep sinking a torn up note
Left all the other ones ideal intact

We were rivals, understood
Tally up the points
They tapered to our ends
Lamentless, almost friends
Reflect what we've become

Cheap shots and makeup
We're far from catching up
I know you won't call me back, so don't call me back
You think what you don't know won't hurt you now
And the good news never stays

Make it through this one alive
I'll bet your mouth dropped open wide
Disclaim permission, reach to the crowd
Quick gasps turn to a choke
A fake laugh from a cynical joke
Out of the question, desperately undone

A minor threat, misled
Determines who out smart
I can quit while I'm ahead
Two-starred remarks, impressive
Reflect what we've become

Cheap shots and makeup
We're far from catching up
I know you won't call me back, so don't call me back
You think what you don't know won't hurt you now
And the good news never stays

I tore them up, all of them
I burned them out
Forgot all that was said
I never meant for it to come to this

Needed to be friends
We needed to be friends