All the things we lost in the fire All the things we lost in the flood Broke, Down, Old, Exposed Those things only took, they never gave any love Sleepy headed, so lost in your compa** So much so that up was down All the tricks, addictions and distractions That keep your light turned down (low) we won't be remembered For how low we hung our heads we won't be remembered For the things we never said Mixed tapes, the bad reviews The naked pictures I took of you Old keys to older doors Anchors to the things we adored.