From the recording Fake As A Rubber Snake
Four of a kind became two pair
We were the best of friends
But late one night we all took a dare
Will that be how the story ends?
’Cause now I’m with her, and she’s with you
But there’s not much left to hold onto
(Yes) We’re all in this alone
Coldest feeling I’ve ever known
Once we were holding our own
Now we’re all in this alone
Flyin’ high; together forever
But lookin’ back, things got loose
Party time; stormy weather
For what we did, there is no excuse
These rings we wear on our fingers
Don’t mean very much anymore
’Cause no matter what, sorrow lingers
Can anything ever be like it was before?
Words & Music by Don Tomlinson
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Mood: Bleak; Cold; Remorseful
Key: E / BPM: 120 / Length: 4:06