Lostprophets

Say goodbye to you,
But it always dies,
It's taken aback to....
So what'cha gonna do now,
But you've got until sundown
Don't look too good, don't look too bright,
Got it all but wanna fight
So how you gonna feel now
But you've got until sundown
Step in the car, it's time to go
You want it back, you fell off track
A thousand knives left in my back
Protecting me, such an irony
And I told you once, I'd never leave
And all I do, and all I've seen
I drove.
(shouting of some sort)
So tell me why it all revolves around you,
(I got it, I got it, I got it...)
And I know in time what I must do,
(I got it, I got it, I got it...)
Now I know it's time for us to fade
Say what's awful, want it all today, now
Say what's wrong with you,
Got too much on your mind
And you just don't know where your going