don't we have to look back now to someone else live up to wish that scar 

would heal somehow covered over a thousand times moved on from those left 

behind but there's always someone to pick up where you left has that path 

been taken one too many times maybe you'll cross mine and i'll smile knowing 

that you got the last one on us this time don't we have to look back now 

ripped off a thousand places with a smile on your face and we were right 

behind you waiting for the payoff