Past Tense

We once owned the way that we thought
I hate the fact that it all has to end
The best times of my life that I can recall
Are the times when you were my best friend
Can’t even label how the whole thing began to break
Or how it escalated beyond control
I just wish there was a way to get through to you
We were invincible and immune to pain
The predicament we find ourselves in now
We’re nothing then because we had no shame
And when I think about what stands between us today
I can’t seem to understand
Why both of us remain so stubborn and proud
I think we each need to act like a man
Now I think about what comes next
And I sincerely hope that we don’t lose track
Of what used to make our lives so enjoyable
I hope that we can get that back
I’m through living in the past tense