7 September 2003 Lyrics

I was riding around with my worst friend.
It was the seventh of September; the day that I surrendered.
Now fifteen more 'til my birthday.
And he was talking about a girl that he had just met.
what was her name? I can't remember.
Oh, but man she was a mover.
You should have seen the way she danced.
Oh baby, please don't leave me here
with these awful people, I fear may help me
become a man I will regret.
And they say when you finally lose your love,
it's gone but you never forget.
Well, my cup it runneth over with dyin' dreams and losing betsElected, The - 7 September 2003 - http://motolyrics.com/elected-the/7-september-2003-lyrics.html

And if every man's an island and you just don't look back,
oh, the stories they say we'll tell.
Well, I tell too many stories, so I guess it's just as well.
Oh, keep that bad news to yourself, yeah save it for somebody else.
Yeah, baby, I do beleive I'll never see your face again.
Oh baby, I got something to tell you.
These awful people don't know me as well as you do.
I'll save my good side for you.
And on the last night of summer I got you alone
we talked until dawn and then I walked you home.
And I said baby, there's someone out there for you
and maybe he's saved his best side for you.