- we used to look at the stars and confess our dreams
hold each other till the morning light
we used to laugh, now we only fight
baby are you lonesome now?
at night i come home after they go to sleep
like a stumbling ghost, i haunt these halls
there's a picture of us on our wedding day
i recognize the girl but i can't settle in these walls
runaways - the killers
























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