Oh, sometimes we burn
Over and over
Only to return
Over and over
Slowly do we learn to stay gone

You've got it all
You've got it all
But it's not what you wanted
In-between wars and out of bars
With a heart that's still haunted by…

Words roll out like fog over the city lights
Each bulky void absent of meaning
I won't say such bitter things
That walking backwards tends to bring
Such dredged up dirt, such aftermath
That all points to those same few facts

That you've
You've got it all
You've got it all
But it's not what you wanted
In-between wars and out of bars
With a heart that's still haunted by…

(I won't say such bitter things
That walking backwards tends to bring
Such dredged up dirt, such aftermath
That all points to those same few facts)

That you've
You've got it all
You've got it all
But it's not what you wanted
In-between wars and out of bars
With a heart that's still haunted by…