Texty: The Forecast. Fade In, Fade Out.

I'll watch the lights slip past the trees
Begging for kisses to be made
Without a bottle's helping hands
We'll watch the movies where the lines are said

I will repeat them back to you
Without a bottle's helping hands

Talking about a long night for a fist fight
Strap your memories to your back
And hang that noose around your neck

Talking about a long night for a fist fight
Strap your memories to your back
And hang that noose around your neck

And your photos they're fading now
You said, you said this is your chance to turn it all around

Your past mistakes hold no weight
'Cause we're always moving forward
Never turn around, don't look back now
That's why, that's okay

Talking about a long night for a fist fight
Strap your memories to your back
And hang that noose around your neck

Talking about a long night for a fist fight
Strap your memories to your back
And hang that noose around your neck

As we walk home the snow falls around us
As we fall onto the sidewalks with our heads up
Always looking for a hands up or a hand out
It was nice to know you then