When there's nothing left maybe I can live with regret, but not with the disparity breathing down my neck. How many times have we tried to let go, when love is hell and we both should have known.
Too young to know. Where do our hearts go, when they've got nothing left to show? Too young to know. For all the years we couldn't let go, just fucking let it go. I'm not trying to change the world, I'm just looking for the words to say, and it's so fucking hard to say.
I'm not trying to change the world, cause it's so fucking hard, cause you'll never change. So let's save the words for another day. You've grown so cold and your eyes don't say what they used to say.
