For Old Times' Sake

For old times' sake, play the old songs

It’s been so long you get the words wrong

For old times' sake, play the old songs

Just remember the words that we wrote after we’re dead and gone

I compose a master piece to beats of our exploding serotonin

Every emotion played a part in the orchestra of the erosion

I’ll give you everything, but I want one thing in return

I’ll bring the fire, but you’ve gotta light me up then let me burn

Once every combination, every melody, every note has been used

You’ll romanticise of lives that you touched when the old times were new

If our time’s up and we die tonight by the moon

Then I’ll die complete coz I died side by side, next to you

We hold back our tears, nursing these beers we don’t cry

We self-medicate, we’re men, we take our own lives

20 years from now in a pub we’ll be writing some wrongs

I’ll look you dead in the eye and say play the old songs