| Sunsets over the beaches, from now on |
| Each day looking for new ways, to go on |
| Maybe I should drop by maybe I should have called |
| Maybe I should have followed you and beat down your door |
| Maybe it’s gonna be breaking you every time you fall |
| But to shower you with pity will do you no good at all, no good at all |
| Slow burn watching the world turn, from my arms |
| New way of measuring each day, until it’s gone |
| Maybe I should drop by maybe I should have called |
| Maybe I should have followed you and beat down your door |
| Maybe it’s gonna be breaking you every time you fall |
| But to shower you with pity will do you no good at all, no good at all |
| Sunrise building a reprise, in my heart |
| Regret tight around my chest, plays its part |
| Untill it’s gone |
| Untill it’s gone |
| But to shower you with pity will do you no good at all, no good at all |
| Now we’re watching the sunset, sunset, sunset, sunset |
| Over the beaches, beaches, beaches, beaches |
| Watching the sunset, sunset, sunset, sunset |
| Over the beaches, beaches, beaches, beaches |
| Watching the sunset, sunset, sunset, sunset |
| Over the beaches, beaches, beaches, beaches |
| Watching the sunset, sunset, sunset, sunset |
| Over the beaches, beaches, beaches, beaches |