You used to talk to me like
I was the only one around.
You used to lean on me like
The only other choice was falling down.
You used to walk with me like
We had nowhere we needed to go,
Nice and slow, to no place in particular.
 [bad word] ]
We used to have this figured out;
We used to breathe without a doubt.
When nights were clear,
you were the first star that I'd see.
We used to have this under control.
We never thought.
We used to know:
At least there's you,
and at least there's me.
Can we get this back?
Can we get this back to how it used to be?

I used to reach for you when
I got lost along the way.
I used to listen.
You always had just the right thing to say.
I used to follow you.
Never really cared where we would go,
Fast or slow, to anywhere at all.
 [bad word] ]
We used to have this figured out;
We used to breathe without a doubt.
When nights were clear,
you were the first star that I'd see.
We used to have this under control.
We never thought.
We used to know:
At least there's you,
and at least there's me.
Can we get this back?
Can we get this back to how it used to be?

I look around me,
And I want you to be there
'Cause I miss the things that we shared.
Look around you.
It's empty, and you're sad
'Cause you miss the love that we had.

You used to talk to me like
I was the only one around,
The only one around.
 [bad word] ]
We used to have this figured out;
We used to breathe without a doubt.
When nights were clear,
you were the first star that I'd see.
We used to have this under control.
We never thought.
We used to know:
At least there's you,
and at least there's me.
Can we get this back?
Can we get this back to how it used to be?
Yeah.
To how it used to be.
To how it used to be, yeah.
To how it used to be.