It's a cold night out there

All these people are unaware

As unaware as I once was

Until the day that I woke up

And everything was gone

I turn the music on



And I cry to the beat

As I try not to remember all those damn good memories

I cry to the beat

And remember every single little damn good memory

Why do I have such a damn good memory?



When it happens you'll be unprepared

Thinking everything is nice and fair

But sometimes happiness gets drunk

And gets behind the wheel and does

Lots of damage, lots of damage

Yesterday's hell is today's heaven

I know you won't listen

You think it will never happen

But when it does

You'll turn the music on

And you'll cry to the beat



As you try not to remember all those damn good memories

You'll cry to the beat

And remember every single little damn good memory

Why do you have such a damn good memory?



The lucky ones won't relate to this song