This drive Is my last drive I count Count the street lights What makes me sad on days like these? It's not goodbyes, it's not tragedies I'm dishonest And not hopefully Of getting back everything I threw away My life Just flew by I count Say my last goodbyes What makes me sad on days like these? It's not goodbyes, it's not tragedies I'm dishonest And not hopefully Of getting back everything we threw away What makes me sad on days like these? It's not goodbyes, it's not tragedies I'm dishonest And not hopefully Of getting back everything we threw away