I always let the days slip away
I should have been making up my mind
I never opened up took it all in and now
I'm running out of time
Sometimes I dream about going back
Keeping all the things I left behind
But now I know you can't change the past
I always let the days slip away
When I was seventeen nicotine loving
I try to hold it back take a breathe
But now I know you can't change the past
