Text: Bayside. Killing Time. On Love, On Life.

So I sit here writing words in our old place
They all come out as letters
And I contemplate mistakes
That we all make
The start and the ending of eras

When mystery fades
We identify the problems
But they may not be problems after all

Shock and dismay
They affect what we say
We should bite our tongues,
We should bite our tongues
Cause after all
It's only our lives anyway

And I can't let it bother me
If fact and fate just can't agree
On love, on life
Can we stop taking ourselves too seriously?

So I sit here carving words into the wall
Words that remind me of just how I was
I never felt as old and lonely as
I felt when I was young and in love


When mystery fades
We identify the problems
But they may not be problems after all

Shock and dismay
They affect what we say
We should bite our tongues,
We should bite our tongues
Cause after all
It's only our lives anyway

And I can't let it bother me
If fact and fate just can't agree
On love, on life
Can we stop taking ourselves too seriously?

Can't let it bother me
If fact and fate just can't agree
On love, on life
Can we stop taking ourselves too seriously?

Too seriously
Too seriously