Из альбома: Blame It on the Youth
I've never felt so tired can't hold my head up sometimes and i'm through with all of those lines that we've overexposed
So open up your eyes to this pointless night
You know it's just the same as all of those other times
But don't give up
The view from the day before is bringing tears to my eyes
As the habits roll on by out of our control
We'll say that's just life like we have before
But you know this is the best out of all of those times
They're almost up
This isn't the best time
This isn't the last time