What I want to say is that you let me down
But I want you around now more than ever
And what I wanna do is get out of this town
And forget what we found forever

Maybe it's true that we won't remember this after we're gone
But maybe I'll leave our memory in a journal or a song
And I won't tell them we were wrong

I'm tired of the fight; it's anyone's guess
What made me confess, it's over
But hold me tonight; I'll take nothing less
Than my head on your chest till morning

Maybe it's true that they won't remember us after we're gone
But maybe I'll leave our memory in a journal or a song
And I won't tell them we were wrong

So this ones for you, and it's just as well
That our story would sell a song
In whatever you do and whoever you tell
You can say that we fell but don't say we were wrong