August 15th, 2005, Northampton, Massachusetts, Three County Fairgrounds.
Today is the last day. The last day we'll be together. Tomorrow, we go home.
The guys and I got up on stage to preform.
'Long ago,
just like the hearse, you die to get in again.
We are
So far from you.
Burning on,
Just like the match you strike to incinerate
The lives
Of everyone you know.
And what's the worst you take,
From every heart you break?
And like the blade you stain...
Well, I've been holding on, tonight.
What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay.
So long and goodnight.
So long and goodnight.
Came a time,
When every star falls. Brought you to tears, again.
We are
The very hurt you sold.
And what's the worst you take,
From every heart you break?
And like the blade you stain...
Well, I've been holding on, tonight.
What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay.
So long and goodnight.
So long and goodnight.
And if you carry on this way,
Things are better if I stay.
So long and goodnight.
So long and goodnight.
Can you hear me?
Are you near me?
Can we pretend to leave and then we'll meet again
When both our cars collide?
What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay.
So long and goodnight.
So long and goodnight.
And if you carry on this way,
Things are better if I stay.
So long and goodnight.
So long and goodnight.'
I looked over at Pete, and saw him give me two thumbs up, and then we start on our next song.
'Hand in mine, into your icy blues
And then I'd say to you
We could take to the highway with
This trunk of ammunition, too
I'd end my days with you
In a hail of bullets
I'm trying
I'm trying
To let you know just how much you mean to me
And after
All the things
We put each other through and
I would drive onto the end with you
A liquor store or two
Keeps the gas tank full and
I feel like there's nothing I can do...'
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Pete and I laid together again for the last time. Everyone else was out, but I decided to stay with him. This was the last day - well, night - of our relationship.
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