Good times don't carry over 
 [bad word] tomorrow 
Keep wanting more 

Good times 
Gone with the sunrise 
When you get older 
When you're alone 
Don't carry on 

We met 
Before the sunset 
The finest night 
I've ever known 
But then 
When came the morning 
I looked around me 
No trace at all 

No trace 
No sense [bad word] 
Outside the window 
Life carried on 
Good times don't carry over 
When you get older 
When you're alone 
They leave nothing at all 

So what good did it do me? 
To see your eyes shine in the dark 
I stayed awake all night 
And after all 
Look what I have got