Remember when I met you in the backstreets of paris Fell in love at your favourite bar drinking on the terrace Dropped my suit and tie my white lies my nice guy demeanour Because I wanted you to see me differently You occupy my mind every second of the day And I treasured all the idioms that you love to say Dreaming of a country mansion but a one bed flat will do I wanted you to see me differently And if we get old I at least want you here when it all unfolds If we're the last two standing On earth Would you come back to paris I daydream about all the things that we could have been Like the carrot that I can't seem to reach that's dangling from my chin And the jealousy the anger the constant amnesia Because I wish that we could do things differently Every day that goes on by I get an anxious feeling That I might never see that smile the warm fuzzy greetings I can hold on to the chance that you might change your mind Maybe we could do things differently And if we get old I at least want you here when it all unfolds And if we're the last two standing on Earth Would you come back to paris It's the boom clap slap the sound of my heart as its kicking in my chest again We could go back to the bar with the cigarettes choking up my lungs again My personalities the same but my style can change So if you're free would you come back to Paris I was hurt confused and made to bleed For what we had made me believe I was hurt confused and made to bleed For what we had made me believe I was hurt confused and made to bleed For what we had made me believe For what we had made me believe For what we had made me believe And If we get old I at least want you here when it all unfolds And if we're the last two standing on earth Would you come back to paris Would you come back to paris with me