Elevator Days

Do you remember the sun on a bench
And the kiss that you left me with?
The warmth of your breath when you bit my lip?

I found a handful of lies when you found my eyes
And didn't look away
You remember the stares and the stars and the planes

And the elevator days came
Say my name, say my name

And you remember the time when we dealt with the lines
And flew out of the state
And you reached into my mind
Took it off of the time that I wanted to wait

Room 161, your hand on a gun
Clothes left on the floor
Sock left on the door

Nothin' more than just paints on the walls
And talks in the halls
Yeah, we both knew it
A couple of drinks and you can leave us to it

And with God it was all in the way
All in the way, yeah
La la la, oh

Was it enough
To try to take from me?
Just take a backseat pass
To try to catch enough room
Try to dream

Was it enough
To try to take from me?
Just take a backseat pass
To try to catch enough room
Try to dream

Was it enough
To try to take from me?
Just take a backseat pass