Last Martyrs Of A Lost Cause Throwing January Away
so lets gather all this at hand
yeah let's get it straight for once this time
the story goes : you took a personal stand
a thin line i ignored like i was blind
cause when you left cold shoulder and all
the awkwardness had consumed me all that day
thanks for not caring enough
another month that i threw time away
we threw time away
and i knew that to me this would never get old
threw time away, we threw time away
and i knew that to me this would never get old
it was one night, no power at all
sat watching through the picturesque window frame
the conversations spawned by alcohol
i never forgot the look left on your face
what would the next day hold?
we traded thoughts in a drunken sort of way
the wind blew like the middle of fall
but our minds threw exhaustion and time away
we threw time away
and i knew that to me you would never get old
threw time away, we threw time away
and i knew that to me you would never get old
now you're coming around and looking at me
so tell me what you want us to be
