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