Sixteen candles for the past 
The ones that make it last 
They only make it hard 
The pain that comes from lingering 
And you feel just like this street 
A place where others meet 
Here you're just the bricks, 
You're just the buildings 
And in the laundro-mats and bars 
Parking lots and car alarms 
You find the ones that used turn 
Now they look past you 
And though you never knew it then 
It was cash that you could spend 
It was the sun on cloudy days, 
It was the last last you. 
Seven brothers to the coast 
But only one you loved the most 
And only one that was the one 
that'd ever find you 
Do you think of that back then 
The things you could have had 
Your beauty like a charm, 
the power to unwind you 
And in the laundro-mats and bars 
Parking lots and car alarms 
You find the ones that used turn 
Now they look past you 
And though you never knew it then 
It was cash that you could spend 
It was the sun on cloudy days, 
It was the last last you.