We still live in the same town, well, don't we?
But I don't see you around anymore.
I go to all the same places, not even a trace of you
Your days are numbered at 24.
And I'm getting bored waiting round for you,
We're not getting any younger
and I won't look back cause there's no use
It's time to move forward.
I feel no sympathy,
You live inside a cave.
You barely get by while the rest of us are trying.
there's no need to apologize,
I've got no time for feeling sorry.
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