LP - Old Days

Honey
I can tell that you’re sorry
But it's part of the story
A tale that’s older than time

Baby
I guess I just worry
All the lines get so blurry
Can we order more wine?

I miss the days
When everybody kept it close
When nobody had to know
Cause it only hurts me so

Hold me
Take me in your arms
Like it was the old days
When we were in love
You should have told me
When you hit the gun
Just like in the old days
When I was the one

The old me
Would have let you control me
But it’s not like you own me
It’s a matter of mind

I’ll come over
Like a good little soldier
There’s no use getting colder
There's no wrong and no right