Pressure - We Shot The Moon

They told my ears lies

And I bought them full price

With all the rumors

Of greener pastures

Caught in a crossfire

Slipped on a thin wire

Outsource my feelings

We were supposed to see

The near and the far

Under the stars

We were supposed to be

More than we are

Like brothers in arms

And I told myself lies

Lost track of all time

Out in the open

A heart lays broken

It still contagious

And leaves me hanging

Stuck with these feelings

Do you wish

Do you wish you never knew me

Shame, shame

Yeah we’re both to blame

When the hands were shown

They were both the same

Shame, shame

Yeah we’re both to blame

As we now look back

At our youthful days