In a year or two from now
I won't remember most the places that we've been
I won't remember I never told you what I needed
I'll just think from then on you did me wrong
And I know the outcome that I wanted
Is way way back the other way
But it's like I'm staring out the window
And I can't step on the brakes
I know just what I want
And I want to tell you everything
But even with frequent updates
It'd be too much to convey
So I just say nothing
It's like it's something in the past
Unlike something happening
It's impossible to change
So I start preparing for the pain
And I know the outcome that I wanted
Is way way back the other way
But it's like I'm staring out the window
And I can't step on the brakes
