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I'm counting the streetlights

It's all I can do

While driving myself crazy

Trying to get to you

Feels wrong at the right times

To reveal my hand

I'm doing the worst I can

To make you understand

Maybe one day you will know

How hard it is for me to

Show my heart

With all the love

Running through my soul

Maybe one day you will know

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The fact that I've been

waiting around like a moron...

hoping that one day you'll actually

feel about me the way I feel about you?

Or the fact that you're so obsessed

with your future...

that you completely forget about everyone

that you're supposed to give a shit about?

I'm not waiting anymore. I'm done.

I may not know exactly what my future

looks like, but I do know one thing.

You're not in it.