The sun is setting on our innocence We are the children of our medicine Secrets don’t ring true when you shout them out We’ve heard this already before
Believe me I still care, you’re the one who’s not there You never cared at all, you were so ungrateful So needy, so jaded, I pressed on This time next year believe me I’ll be gone
Don’t make me say this, I don’t think I can Stuck between what I was and what I am I know for sure that what I said was true It’s too bad it bounced right off you