Valentine, get back here beside of me.
If we all could try to get a little more excited, that'd be great.
We got older, spending less time
Watching former friends grow sick of it.
We got older, running faster. Don't die down
The more things I bring up,
The more I forget whether I was right
Or just too afraid to admit
We move slower than we used to.
Counting forward, staying in again.
We got older, counting faster. Don't die down
When I feel the mourning growing thick, I'm cutting back,
Collapsing under the weight of all words that I had missed.
I'm cutting back and choking on it.
I am the worst of all the listeners that have failed to empathize.
I can try to reply, hope it won't make things worse tonight
But I don't get to decide
Valentine, get back here beside of me.
If we could both deny
We only care for the wine, that'd be great.
We fell short of expectations. Counting forward, call in sick again.
Couldn't cure with medication. Don't die down
When I feel the mourning growing thick, I'm cutting back,
Collapsing under the weight of all words that I had missed.
I'm cutting back and choking on it.
I am the worst of all the listeners that have failed to empathize.
I can try to reply, hope it won't make things worse tonight
But I don't get to decide
Go get the front door.
That's what you get for
Depending on those who stay in line
Go get the front door.
That's what you get for
Depending on those who stay in line
If you do what I do then that's all that you get.
I have seen this before, I have seen how this ends.
If there's ever anything
That can change how you think that whatever you do
Just ruins everything,
Then you'll see what I said might just be far from wrong
And eventually we can get all along with the way
That we way that we speak and the way we react
Because the only way out is to just forget about it