It's so sad for us When we find ourselves Giving away And it's a shame for us When we find ourselves Going to waste So throw away the love that we made
I can't get started from the part Where I left off yesterday Should have spent my time a little wiser I sat alone, guilty as sin Waiting for words to
Stay as still as You think you should be Your stolen memories Will find you In the last place You would think to look All the time that it took to locate
Nothing new to say Nothing to report a??cause the future happened yesterday If I could tell the truth I could make you stay but forever seems so far
You're so careless, careless How did you get so ungrateful? You treat me like I'm a disease, Oh, and it's been killing me Chances are, you never even
Sinking into my awareness Realizing what's been done I've taken a life and mine for granted Neither planned or in passion Riddled with guilt and crazy
Upon a pebble driveway There sits a house And it's the loneliest place I haven't spent much time there, It wasn't allowed, It just didn't feel right '
We read the signs completely backwards No one could see if we ended up where we needed to be To find out how it all works with so many partners And nobody
Scratched out a note I wrote for you To wake and read To know that I was there once I knew that there was nothing that I could write to assure you Of
You'll retire with some Well deserved space that you needed years ago It's not the same as if you pushed it away Unescorted through the longest mile Now
Sadly, I walk around this place on the shells of eggs My shoulders are cold I put it off for so long, I put it off And know I've got to live with what
Why's the pattern gotta change We don't see life exactly the same Always What about a better place I know I'm forgetful My memory's erased Always There
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It?s so sad for us when we find ourselves giving away and it?s a shame for us when we find ourselves going to waste so throw away the love that we
Sinking into my awareness realizing what?s been done I?ve taken a life and mine for granted Neither planned or in passion riddled with guilt and crazy
I can't get started from the part where I left off yesterday Should have spent my time a little wiser I sat alone Guilty as sin Waiting for words to
Stay as still as you think you should be Your stolen memories will find you in the last place you would think to look All the time that it took to locate
I will find a different way to say You're gonna have to change everything you made You're going to have to reword every metaphor you've used So that