Good times don't seem last and the bad ones fade as fast
Either way it means the time is flying

Can’t recall how I got here, I don't know if I'm thinking clear
It’s hard to tell the truth from all the lying

And the only thing you'll get from me is time
And the damn awareness somethings on my mind

Heading off I'm out the door, she wonders why I'm leaving
And I wonder why she gives me things for free

I wonder what is you think you're getting from me

She's looking for some kind of grace, and I look to the past on my face
She don't see it, so she knows that I'll be going

Oh, when I’m gone please understand, it’s just that I'm that kind of man
It’s heard that you can't stop the wind from blowing

I didn't mean a casualty, oh the cost for loving me
The shoes I'm wearing lead me to destruction

Anyway, it’s bound to end, could be now and it could be then
I'm just flying down this highway I call home
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