I went out riding on a summer night
And I met a good friend of mine
She was looking around at all the pretty young things
Like I'm also often inclined
Well don't you think there's something important we missed
That it's much too late to find
We'll never know, we'll just grow old
Feeling we wasted our time
The sun was falling on the rooftops
We found our way to a bar
After a few we had put it all down
Told each other just how dumb they all are
I saw us together in my heart but it's true
In bitterness we've gone too far
X's for eyes, tell no more lies
She can't hold up her head anymore
I took her home to where she lives all alone
And brought her inside
I told her then that I guessed she would
Probably survive
But being smart never helped anyone
And she mumbled something then cried
Well maybe so, I had to go
It's much too late for her and I
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