...and The Radio Played The Hits

Doing nothing right,
what could i have done tonight,
to make everything feel so wrong?

Another night gone by another dream gone to the sky,
i cant see your big brown eyes through mine anymore.
Remember those flowers i picked for you from your best friends backyard?
You said youd never let them die.

And like a rose love has thorns,
thorns that pierce my soul,
she said shed never let us die.

Just one thing that you should know,
this time ill let you go