I remember when we first met at that little hotel bar
Two Manhattans, messy dancing, we'd stay up late counting stars
As time went on we lost our love song
I tried to hold onto you tight
Now things are broken and no one's open and all we ever do is fight
But I just can't let go of all I've ever known
We're just a shell of what we used to be
Cos there's no room to grow and maybe we both know
this is the end of you and me
I want you to be happy
Cos I'm not happy without you
And I can't make you love me
The way you used to
If I can't make you happy
Maybe she can make you happy
I'm posting pictures of those memories, I can see how we have changed
In our booth now, I'm sitting lonely and things will never be the same
But I just can't let go of all I've ever known
We're just a shell of what we used to be
Cos there's no room to grow and maybe we both know
this is the end of you and me
If I could go back to the start and find you at that hotel bar