Texty: Eleventyseven. And The Land Of Fake Believe. Yesterday's Glues.

The start are moving on
And I am staying home
And I can?t help but ask myself
Where did I go wrong?

It has to be this way
There?s nothing left to say
It never helps to hear
That things will be okay

You may not remember me
But I remember you
And years can hide your memories
And what you used to do

If I could make this go away
I?d wish that it was so,
Cause I should never have come here
But I wanted you to know
Time is harsh and won?t forgive
The way we have to live
Sometime the only things to say
Just get in the way

I always knew that I
Could never live a lie
And maybe if I?d let this go
Things would be alright
I tried again today
To make this go away
It never helps to hear
That things will be okay