I used to believe   That you and me   Were gonna shimmer   Like our spikes and chains,   And that the beauty   Of our brashness   Spoke for itself.   Spoke for itself.   When staying awake meant feeling alive.   We were so young, and so cutthroat.   But in the end,   Everything i thought   Meant so much   Didnt mean a thing.      And i cant seem to find the words Anymore.    Anymore.   And i cant seem to find the words Anymore.   Anymore.      I used to believe   That you and me   Were gonna shimmer   Like our spikes and chains,   And that the beauty   Of our brashness   Spoke for itself.   When staying awake meant feeling alive.   We were so young, and so cutthroat.      And yes, i still fucking remember.   I felt it go through me like a shock.   And yes, i still fucking remember Standing on these city streets.   And yes, i still fucking remember.   I felt it go through me like a shock.   And yes, i still fucking remember Standing on these city streets.      We were gonna change the world.   I didnt change shit.   It didnt mean shit.   We didnt change shit.      We were gonna change the world.   I aint changing shit.   It didnt mean shit.   We didnt change shit.