I still think 'bout the days 
Driving around
With nothing to do
But find all the things we never found

You were so pretty
And we were so young
Windows rolled down
Singing old songs

We'd come back to my room
The sun peeking in
You put on your clothes
And say "Babe, oh, I think
I think, I might like you"

I listened to the shadows
Hanging pictures
We were drifters
We'd get too close

And then you'd drift away
From the one thing hanging in the silence
Oh, our love was just too violent

And you'd start screaming
with my head in your hands
I remember the time, I said
"Babe, I can't be your man"
But I'll do what I can

And I always knew your bite was bigger than your bark
I remember the nights I used to watch you sleep in the dark
I had a good heart
I had a good heart