Promises collecting dust I guess they got the best of us Spinnin tires on a dead end road Couldn't find the ground below Try to wave the smoke away Choke on words we couldn't say Watch our love go up in flames Embers in the morning rain I'm removing you I'm returning you But I'll remember you Oh and I'll get over you I'll get over you (I swear it, I swear it) I'll get over you (Ooo, ooo) I'll get over you (I tell myself that) I'll get over you You, over you... Ticking time won't wait for me Impatient hands while seconds flee I press your rose in pages past Brittle leaves aren't meant to last Promises collecting dust I guess they got the best of us