The sun is setting on our innocence
We are the children of our medicine
Secrets don’t ring true when you shout them out
We’ve heard this already before
Believe me I still care, you’re the one who’s not there
You never cared at all, you were so ungrateful
So needy, so jaded, I pressed on
This time next year believe me I’ll be gone
Don’t make me say this, I don’t think I can
Stuck between what I was and what I am
I know for sure that what I said was true
It’s too bad it bounced right off you