This drive
Is my last drive
I count
Count the street lights
What makes me sad on days like these?
It's not goodbyes, it's not tragedies
I'm dishonest
And not hopefully
Of getting back everything I threw away
My life
Just flew by
I count
Say my last goodbyes
What makes me sad on days like these?
It's not goodbyes, it's not tragedies
I'm dishonest
And not hopefully
Of getting back everything we threw away
What makes me sad on days like these?
It's not goodbyes, it's not tragedies
I'm dishonest
And not hopefully
Of getting back everything we threw away
