Black curtain in the morning sun
Looks like the damage is done
Your silhouette's been here before
I guess now it's back for more
Seems it never wants to leave the past
And even though they never seem to last
You got me looking in the looking glass
For the good old days we used to have
Memories that you can't outrun
They come back to you one by one
And lonely nights keep waking the dead
That keep whispering inside your head
They want you back again
So if you hear that curtain call
And the good old days are good as gone
But you're still hanging on
It's time to say goodbye to the good old days
And the storm never seems to end
When you're hiding in a house of glass
All your diamonds in the wind
Get blown away so fast
And best believe if you shoot to kill
When you got nothing left to loose
Getting the blood off your hands
Aint't always the easiest thing to do
So if you hear that curtain call
And the good old days are good as gone
But you're still hanging on
It's time to say goodbye to the good old days
