all eyes on the calendar 

another year I claimed with total indifference 

to here the days pile up 

with decisions to be made 

I'm sure all of them were wrong 

into this song, I send myself 

and with these drinks I plan to collapse and forget 

this wasted year  

this wasted year

well, devoted friends, they disappear and

I'm sorry about the phone call and needing you 

some decisions you don't make 

I guess it's just like breathing but not wanting to 

there are some things you can't fake 

yeah, there are some things you can't fake

well, I guess that it's typical 

to cling to memories you'll never get back again 

and to sort through old photographs of a summer long ago 

or a friend that you used to know 

and there below his frozen face 

where you wrote the name and that ancient date

that ancient date and 

you can't believe that he's really gone 

when all that's left is a fucking song and

I'm sorry about the phone call and waking you 

I know that it is late 

but thank you for talking ‘cause I needed to 

yeah, some things just can't wait

yeah, some things just can't wait

yeah, some things just can't wait

yeah, some things just can't wait

no, no, no, no, no, no

no, no, no, no, no, no

no, no, no, no, no, no