City And Colour The Way It Used To Be Lyrics

This is the story of a man

Who took for granted everything he had

And how he let it all just slip away

Never to return again

Now twenty years have come and gone

And still he wonders what he did so wrong

And how that he can win back her heart

And finally step outside of the dark

He buys fresh roses everyday

Her favourite flower so she used to say

And now the memories all that he has left

And I’m afraid he’ll drink himself to death

This is the story of a man

Who took for granted everything he had

And how he let it all just slip away

Never to return again

It’s clear she’s moved on long ago

But he still clings on to a distant hope

That she’ll come back and make a happy home

For now it’s him and the bottle all alone

Sometimes you’ll see him in the yard

A wounded man with a desperate heart

He keeps the hedges trimmed nice and neat

To keep them the way that they used to be

This is the story of a man

Who took for granted everything he had

And how he let it all just slip away

Never to return again

A single dress hangs on it’s own

The scent of perfume all he has to hold

A wasted life waiting on a dream

Hoping for things the way they used to be

This is the story of a man (this is the story of a man)

Who took for granted everything he had (everything he had)

And how he let it all just slip away (he let it slip away)

Never to return again (to return again)