Feeling Sorry
we still live in the same town, well don't webut i don't see you around anymorei go to all the same places, not even a trace of youyour days are numbered at 24
and i'm getting bored waiting around for youwe're not getting any youngerand i won't look back cause there's no useit's time to move forward
i feel no sympathy, you live inside a caveyou barely get by, the rest of us are tryingno need to apologize, i've got no time for feeling sorry
i try not to think of what might happenwhen your reality it finally cuts throughwell as for me i got out and i'm on the roadthe worst part is that this could be you
and you know it tooyou can't run from your shameyou're not getting any youngerand time keeps passing bybut you wave it awayit's time to roll over
i feel no sympathy, you live inside a caveyou barely get by, the rest of us are tryingno need to apologize, i've got no time for feeling sorry
all the best liesthey are told with fingers tiedso cross them tight, won't you promise me tonightif it's the last thing you do you'll get out
i feel no sympathy, you live inside a caveyou barely get by, the rest of us are tryingno need to apologize, i've got no time for feeling sorry