The Last Day of Our Lives - Schuyler Fisk

Stop now the speeding clock on Sunday

'Cause I don’t wanna go another week again

I hang on to everything you left me

'Cause I can’t go back

When the days go by

I’m making lists

I should be sleeping

I write down

All my favourites things

About You

I hate the way

That I’ve been feeling

'Cause I can’t go back

When the days go by

I’ve given up trying to forget

And I’ve given in

I know I’ve made my bed

I wanna tell you

Everything I never said

And use this time

Like the last day of our lives

I’m a mess when I hear about you

Caught in a maze

Like an arcade game

Are you getting what you need to

Do you feel the same

Do you feel the same

Of our lives

Oh our lives

And time’s been moving

Like a speed train

Always on the left lane

Brought me on the freeway

Nothing’s gonna stop me

Not until I see your face

Everybody knows

I’ve been tripping over benches

And the deep, steep trenches

Running circles in the yard

Not getting far

But I gotta get to you

Damn I gotta get to you

Everybody knows

'Cause I’ve given up trying to forget

And I’ve given in

I know I’ve made my bed

I’m gonna tell you everything I never said

And use this time

Like the last day of our lives

Of our lives

Our lives

Stop now the speeding clock on Sunday

'Cause I don’t wanna go another week