took a weekend, drove to Provo

the snow was white and fluffy

the weekend in Utah won't fix what's wrong with us

the grey sky was vast and real cryptic above me

I wanted you to love me like you used to do

we took two weeks in the Bahamas

went out dancing every night

tried to fight the creeping sense of dread with temporal things

most of the time I guess I felt alright

but I wanted you to love like you used to do

but you [bad word] 
and you cannot hide

from the wreck we made of our house 

and from the mess inside

we went down to New Orleans

one weekend in the spring

looked hard for what we'd lost

it was painful to admit it

but we couldn't find a thing

I wanted you to love me like you used to do

we went to New Your City in September

took the train out of Manhattan 

to the grand army stop

found that bench we'd sat together on 

a thousand years ago

when I felt such love for you 

I thought my heart was gonna pop

I wanted you to love me like you used to do

and I [bad word] 
and I can't hide

from the wreck we made of our house

from the mess inside