Transient Love

I used to lie to myself all the time
I was always over-reacting, screaming «I'm gonna die.»
But now I’m five thousand miles from her head on my shoulder
From a night I spent sober screaming «I'm gonna die.»
But all I ever wanted was to make things right
All I ever wanted was to make things right
Transient love, I was a ghost on your birthday
I was a runaway somewhere in a grave of mistake
Transient love, you should’ve seen the view from the pension
It made me think of things we never mention
The things we’re too afraid to say
Like what if I spend the next few years
Just somewhere in some atmosphere
While you’re at home with bills to pay
I hope it doesn’t end this way
All I ever wanted was to make things right
All I ever wanted was to make things right
Over and over in my head, I’ve tried
But all I ever wanted was to make things right