August was a month of blue
Summer haze and missing you
Every road led back to you

Caught up in that six-week glow
Looking back, now I know
Our house of cards could’ve never been a home

I know why it didn’t work
You fly too high, you crash and burn
You’re the sweetest lesson I’ve ever learned

Oh, 'cause we were something to see
Now I’ll tell them the story of you and me
Everything from what we were to what I thought we’d be
I’ll fill all these pages with every laugh
Every kiss, every red flag that we drove right past
Headfirst into something that made history
(The story of you and me)

Beginning rush was sugar-sweet
Thought it was all we’d ever need
Those memories are mine to keep

And even though the skies turned grey
And even though it’s been washed away
You’re something that I’d never want to change

I know why it all went wrong
But for a moment, I swear, I belonged
And that’s something I can carry with me

Oh, 'cause we were something to see
Now I’ll tell them the story of you and me
Everything from what we were to what I thought we’d be
I’ll fill all these pages with every laugh
Every kiss, every red flag that we drove right past
Headfirst into something that made history
The story of you and me

You and me
You and me
Oh, we made quite a mess of things, didn’t we?
Didn’t we?
Didn’t we?

Didn’t we shine like a firework, lighting the sky
Then faded into the darkest of nights?
We lost our balance, somewhere along the way
We both know it was good, no matter what they say

I know we’re better now that it’s gone
I’ve done nothing but love you all summer long
But I’d do it again, yeah I’d do it again
Cause back then

We were something to see
Now I’ll tell them the story of you and me
Everything from what we were to what I thought we’d be
I’ll fill all these pages with every laugh
Every kiss, every red flag that we drove right past
Headfirst into something that made history
The story of you and me

You and me
You and me
Oh, we made quite a mess of things, didn’t we?
(Didn’t we?)
(Didn’t we?)

(And I’ll leave a few pages blank at the end)
('Cause I bet this story of ours is not done yet)