As sorry as it seems
It can be like it used to be
We live on broken dreams
We¹ve given up on trying

The face I thought I always knew
The picture that I¹d paint of you
Your crying eyes are lying

Can¹t you see the writing on the wall
Will the ghost from the past
Show us how it used to be
Draw the line on the things we said
Let them fade away
Now you¹ll see the writing on the wall
Oh yea, everything that used to be
Is writing on the wall

All the time we fooled ourselves
Had some fun if nothing else
But oh our little world was dying

Sorry as it seems
It can¹t be like it used to be
We¹ve lived on broken dreams
We¹ve given up on trying

Can¹t you see the writing on the wall
Will the ghost from the past
Show us how it used to be
Draw the line on the things we said
Let them fade away
Now you¹ll see the writing on the wall
Oh yea, everything that used to be
Is writing on the wa