I've spent so much time
Throwing rocks at your window
That I never even knocked
On the front door

I walk 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 is sweeter than honey