Maybe we're just no ready yet To leave the past behind The getting lost, the morning talks, The ones made for; a shrine Maybe we're just not ready yet to light a little fire In fact I'm just not ready yet to have less than four wives Maybe we're just not ready yet to say it' all works out I'd like to sell my belongings in a little shop in hell Maybe the pastors will come and tell me all my sin And shade me out a mirror of the world you're living in Its a little life we had You're the empty side of bed It wasn't part of life It was life itself Well, I'll rejoice Cause the truth is it's now the end We've all made our choice Maybe we're just not ready yet to toast our words behind The ones that were spoken with love in front of Christ Maybe we're just not ready yet to face a little fact That the ones that prays for love Are the ones that has been dead Maybe it's this little fact That you've never loved me back I've given all And now I'm drained Left to rust and die Maybe this is a good goodbye To you, my past love Goodnight, take care, and thank you This is where the light cues fin. It's the little lies we shared And the empty roads we've thread It wasn't a part of life It was life