those nights disappeared like words written in the sand
and we think it makes us better off
and then we laughed about the loss
but there`s a thousand miles of pavement between you and I
I`d drive another hour just to get me home tonight
but you don`t have the eyes to see
the writing on the wall that says I`m sorry
you can`t say a word tonight, the stars have got you hypnotized
spit out all those lies before you choke on them
it`s not to late to make amends, when all our lives turn to quicksand
frustration, so tired, things don`t seem better
after all frustration, so tired, things don`t seem better off
at all can`t you see it`s killing me