Текст песни It Was True - Memoryhouse

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 battle alone, never going back home

You were never one to despise me
But you, miss me, don't you?

Will we ever be new?
Coulda been an heirloom
Coulda been an heirloom