(Hey, how much time do I have?)
(Ah, that much)

I hate being me sometimes
But I'm glad that you're you
You hate what you see sometimes
And I hate the view, just like you
You said, "What's wrong with everybody
Why am I spending all this money
On this shit that I don't want
And people that don't even want me"
I could hear the tears were coming
I could smell it in your eyes
I could taste that there was something on your mind
Maybe I

Maybe I'll just pretend
That maybe everything's fine
Maybe you call your friends, say you can't make it this time
Maybe you'll say it's cool
Maybe I'll let you lie
'Cause it ain't over 'til it's over
And that ain't until you die
That's right, that's right

I'll look you in the face
Do you feel as weird as I do?
You look me in the eyes
And said you really want to
You're laying on my bed
And I'm a broken record
You let me play again
Remember
I said, "What's wrong with everybody
Am I saving all this money
To retire in my 60's
Out with nothing and nobody? "
'Cause I swear I feel it coming
Shit, I'm runnin' for my life
We're not gonna live forever
And I'm not ready to die
Ready to die
I'm not ready to die
Please don't let me die
I need you, I need you

Maybe I'll just pretend
That maybe everything's fine
Maybe you call your friends, say you can't make it this time
Maybe you'll say it's cool
Maybe I'll let you lie
'Cause it ain't over 'til it's over
And that ain't until you die
That's right, that's, that's right