Fourth Of July
(You and I were, you and I were fire.You and I were, you and I were fire.You and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fire)
It was the fourth of JulyYou and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworksThat went off too soonAnd I miss you in the June gloom, tooIt was the fourth of JulyYou and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworksI said I'd never miss youBut I guess you never knowMay the bridges I have burned light my way back homeOn the fourth of July
I'll be as honest as you let meI miss your early morning companyIf you get meYou are my favorite "what if"You are my best "I'll never know"
And I'm starting to forgetJust what summer ever meant to youWhat did it ever mean to you?
Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean any of itI just got too lonely, lonely, whoaIn between being young and being rightYou were my Versailles at night
It was the fourth of JulyYou and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworksThat went off too soonAnd I miss you in the June gloom, tooIt was the fourth of JulyYou and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworksI said I'd never miss youBut I guess you never knowMay the bridges I have burned light my way back homeOn the fourth of July
My 9 to 5 is cutting open old scarsAgain and again 'til I'm stuck in your headHad my doubts, but I let them outYou are the droughtAnd I'm the holy water you have been without
And all my thoughts of youThey could heat or cool the roomAnd no, don't tell me you're cryingOh, honey, you don't have to lie
Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean any of itI just got too lonely, lonely, whoaIn between being young and being rightYou were my Versailles at night
It was the fourth of JulyYou and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworksThat went off too soonAnd I miss you in the June gloom, tooIt was the fourth of JulyYou and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworksI said I'd never miss youBut I guess you never knowMay the bridges I have burned light my way back homeOn the fourth of July
I wish I'd known how much you loved meI wish I cared enough to knowI'm sorry every song's about youThe torture of small talk with someone you used to love
It was the fourth of JulyYou and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworksThat went off too soonAnd I miss you in the June gloom, tooIt was the fourth of JulyYou and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworksI said I'd never miss youBut I guess you never knowMay the bridges I have burned light my way back homeOn the fourth of July