Endless nostalgic grieving
Project reruns on ceilings
Did any of it mean a thing?
Are we too far gone from our memories?
So what, there's nothing left to give
Is this the life we want to live?
In debt to your false promises
We mourn past lives through rose tinted shades
Recount lost years of wasted days
Running just to stand still
Absence plagued as loss of will
Tell them all I'm doing fine
We'll all forget in time
Can't look each other in the eye
All the sunflowers have died
So what, there's nothing left to give
Is this the life we want to live?
In debt to your false promises
We mourn past lives through rose tinted shades
Recount lost years of wasted days
Find a way to disguise all your lies
And the social makeup that you deny
Sorry Ma, I let ya down again
And we can't get back so this is where it ends