Elevator Days

Do you remember the sun on a bench

And the kiss that you left me with?

The warmth of your breath when you bit my lip?

I found a handful of lies

When you found my eyes and didn't look away

You remember the stares and the stars and the planes

And the elevator days came

Say my name, say my name

And you remember the time when we dealt with the lines

And flew out of the states

And you reached into my mind

Took it all for the time that I wanted to wait

Room 161, your hand on the gun

Clothes left on the floor, sock left on the door

Nothing more than just paints on the walls and talks in the halls

Yeah, we both knew it

Couple of drinks and you could leave us to it

And with God, it was all in the way

All in the way

Was it enough

To try to take from me?

Just take a backseat pass to try to catch enough room

Try to breathe

Was it enough

To try to take from me?

Just take a backseat pass to try to catch enough room

Try to breathe

Was it enough

To try to take from me?

Just take a backseat pass