Outlaws and angels and old friends that don't come around
And I can't stand the faces of the people I know in this town
The reasons I loved it here once, I can hardly recall
So I sit in this old house of heartache and I talk to the wall
Still awake in the morning, as the sun fights it's way through the sky
I would get out of bed if I could find a good reason why
So I stare out the window till light pushes the sun through the sea
Until I'm left in this old house of heartache with a reflection of me
Outlaws and angels and a girl I don't know anymore
But now we're just strangers, I swear that she loved me before
The moment it changed, and I lost her, only she knows for sure
Now I sit in this old house of heartache with my memories of her
Now I sit in this old house of memories with a heartache and not her
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