How the hell did we wind up like this
Why weren t we able
To see the signs that we missed
And try to turn the tables
I wish you d unclench your fists
And unpack your suitcase
Lately there s been too much of this
Don t think its too late
Nothin、s wrong
just as long as
you know that someday I will
Somday,somehow
gonna make it allright but not tight now
I know you re wondering when
You re the only one who knows that
well I hoped that since we re here anyway
We could end up saying
Things we ve always needed to say
So we could end up stringing
Now the story s played out like this
Just like a paperback novel
Lets rewrite an ending that fits
Instead of a hollywood horror