• I miss the feeling of you being new

    and the first time you ever said "I Love You"

    Trying to make the world never change

    and loving that everybody knew us as strange

    Summer through fall through winter had past

    then come February, where the love wouldn't last

    The change had struck me so hard in my heart

    here came the day we'd grown apart

    Depression's so thick when I say this farewell

    for the town will know me as walking hell

    Here goes nothing, count 1,2,3,4

    doing nothing about your weeping as I walk out the door