It Was True

You were never one to despise me But you, miss me, don't you? I was never one to hate me But I see, what you don't In the end maybe we'll be okay If you, don't see me like I do Fight your battles alone, never going back home Fight your battles alone, never going back home You were never one to despise me But you, miss me, don't you? Will we ever be new? Could have been an heirloom Could have been an heirloom