I¡¯m looking back to the start of how it all became so damn unkind
|
to take another line out of another story with intent to call it mine
|
It seems these days are getting longer without you by my side,
|
and yet it hurts so badly when I have to tell you that I feel much more alive
|
|
Take another example from an understanding that you¡¯ll find
|
by giving up on someone and the loss of value just to help you pass the time
|
I can¡¯t imagine the thought of hanging on
|
Tell me something so I can make it wrong
|
Heaven help me I¡¯m starting to prolong, even in this song
|
|
I miss my friends, and though this anger never ends,
|
I¡¯ll drink it up once more to what has been
|
Another day left wondering; is this how it is and will it ever change?
|
|
I¡¯m sick of getting old, it¡¯s time to up and go
|
This time I¡¯ll get it right and stick to what I know
|
I¡¯ve taken everything in spite of what I need
|
It¡¯s like I¡¯m living in West Side Story
|
And everything else inside keeps turning on what seems right,
|
enough to realize again, this is just a fight that¡¯s never gonna¡¯ end
|
|
This isn¡¯t a line, or tale, or understatement of the year;
|
it¡¯s just a memory of the forgotten times that helps me make my story clear
|
I can¡¯t imagine the thought of hanging on
|
Tell me something so I can make it wrong
|
Heaven help me I¡¯m starting to prolong, even in this song
|
|
I¡¯m taking the long walk home this one last time
|
And thinking of better days that leave me blind
|
I¡¯ve taken a turn on life that¡¯s still not within my reach
|
Enough to realize this sure makes sense to me
|
|
-----------------
|
Forgive And Forget
|
Better Luck Next Time |