I've spent so much time
Throwing rocks at your window
That I never even knocked
On the front door
I've walked by statues
Never even made one chip
But if I could leave a mark
on the monument of the heart
I just might lay myself down for a little more than I had
The last day, the last day, the last day...
Wait a time
To spare these lies we tell ourselves
These days have come and gone
But this time it's sweeter than honey.