Answer me once
Without bundled up words
A year's been far too long.
For the secrets been spilled
The music's been stopped
And all that's left is traffic and pain  

And loneliness is no great friend
So force yourself to marry a fool
Do it just right
In a pristine church
To win some kind of forgotten fight
Make some empty plans
To catch up on friends
Remember your missing days?
You can count the past on ticking clocks
If you find some time to spare

And do you look back?
With teary eyes
Or shorter breaths
Or great regrets
Do you stay awake at night
Wishing you had just been you?
Well strike yourself from the milk box signs
Because you know I certainly do