I rode a wave of selfishness
Into the heart of a burning city
And when I said that I was done,
There was nothing left to hear me

I'm not changing because you want me to,
I'm changing because I'm new now
And if that's just another lie,
Then I'm not good enough for you

I could fill a book with things that I regret or I could
Fill a book with things I won't forget about you
I could sing a song about the ways that I've been bad or I could
Sing a song about good times that we had before I left

I rode a long way in a bus
It was my last chance to see you
Then we marched down the street
And the put us on the news

Slept on the floor at Johnny's house
Felt like shit the next day
But I stayed the night just one more time
For that one last chance to see your face

I could fill a book with things that I forget or I could
Fill a book with things I don't regret I did for you
I could sing a song about the ways that I've been had or I could
Sing a song about days that would be bad without you

I thought about the words you wrote
When I was all confused about this
What kind of world will next year bring?
Truly, you will be missed

But it won't be like with Michigan,
I swear I'll write you letters
Because the loneliness will get to us
And we'll both need to feel better

I could fill a book with things that I regret or I could
Fill a book with things I won't forget about you
I could sing a song about the ways that I've been bad or I could
Sing a song about good times that we had before I left