We used to be the life of the party.
We used to be the ones that they wished they were.
But now it's like they don't know how to act,
Maybe they're like me and they want us back.
It's like there's always an empty space.
Those memories that nobody can erase.
Of how bright we burned,
Well now it hurts, but it's true.
When they think of me, they think of you.
-Chris Young & Cassadee Pope