считаю дниLately I've been tired in too many ways, so tired of doing nothing only counting days. I know pretty soon we'll all have to part, we can watch our good ideas just slowly fade into the dark.
We said that we were going to build something great, but how are we supposed to when I'm always two years late? But maybe we'll find a way, and maybe I'll forget, or I'll never see a day where I don't feel regret.
I guess I never thought I'd leave, and I never thought I'd see, a family torn apart, all because of me.
But you said that's my time to waste, and now I've sealed our fate.
And it's funny how, the best decisions we make, become mistakes we hate.