If the rain could wash the pain away i’d pray for a flood
I’d watch the hurt go down the drain, wouldn’t stop it if i could
I’d catch the clouds, i’d bring em down, id keep em by my bed
Save them for the times you call, to drown you out my head
This ain’t a showdown, this ain’t a curtain call, this is the end
You were my angel, my ride or die
You were my coffee in the morning, my hazel eyes
But i have to let you go, its been more then time
This is the end to holding on to you and I
You were my way home, my first in line
You were my rocket in the sky on the the fourth of July
I’ll hold on to the memory of your taillights
This is the end to holding on to you and I
Never had someone turn me into a better man
Until you came into my life, until you held my hand
I was never much into drinking, when you left i took it up
Its lonely at the bottom here, at the bottom of the cup
This ain’t a showdown, this ain’t a curtain call, this is the end
You were my angel, my ride or die
You were my coffee in the morning, my hazel eyes
But i have to let you go, its been more then time
This is the end to holding on to you and I
You were my way home, my first in line
You were my rocket in the sky on the the fourth of July
I’ll hold on to the memory of your taillights
This is the end to holding on to you and I