Well I meant what I said,
but I know I was wrong,
Truth is still there
but the feeling is gone
I know what went right
and I know what went wrong
I don't understand why
I can't get it down in a song.

We were witness to visions
of walls coming down
The curtain revealed
what was left to be done
Freedom's alright
when everybody's got some
They can't take it back,
so suck it up and spread it around

We sat in the sun sipping long tea
and drinking tequila
When the sun burnt our skin
we left the pool to go and have dinner
With what I was eating,
it's a wonder I didn't get thinner
When the week ends
we turn it up and fight for a song

Closer to the end we still argue
about the beginning
Without a good story, we'd all feel
guilty when winning
I can't see it your way,
does that really make me guilty of sinning
I can't help my case,
should I pack it up and move on?
It might help my case
if it's packed up in a song

We sat in the sun sipping long tea
and drinking tequila
When the sun burnt our skin
we left the pool to go and have dinner
With what I was wearing,
it's a wonder I didn't look thinner
When the week ends
we turn it up and fight for a song
Ya when the week ends
we'd turn it up and fight for a song