Do you remember when we were on fire We lit our own funeral pyre We rode the flames into the opposition We said that we'd outlast the attrition All that we were We fell into each other Perfect for one another Now look where we are, our story's unwound The pages are missing, the binding unbound I search for my ending yours seems to be found But I still hear the sound Of your heart beating against my chest It always seemed to be harder than the rest As if it were beating for two In retrospect I never deserved you This is my admission All that we were We've gotten further and further apart From where we were at the start We may have survived the fire, the funeral pyre But in the end when I gave in When I gave in to my sin That's when the fire went out