You said that you were getting better But we both know you're skinnier than ever And we talked all through dinner But not about how you're gettin' sicker
When I went to pay the bill and pulled it from your hands You laughed, all shocked, and said, "I'll get it next time" We always think there's a next time
I can see as you drive away in your Fancy car, couldn't be further away from who you are One last thrill, one last ride One last wave under parking lot lights
When I got the news in Toronto All that I wanted to do was fly home I cried all through the summer Didn't think I'd have to miss the funeral
When I go to lay my head and I don't find any rest 3 a. m. , wide awake in a tour bus instead We always think there's a next time We always think there's a next time
I can see as you drive away in your Fancy car, couldn't be further away from who you are One last thrill, one last ride One last wave under parking lot lights
Oh, who you are is what I hold When I miss you, I know You live on in your daughter's smile
Compositores: Aly Michalka, AJ Michalka, Ben Zelico & Connor Sullivan