All eyes on the calendar
Another year I claim
Of total indifference
To hear the days pile up
With decisions to be made

I´m sure all of them were wrong
Into this song I send myself
And with these drinks
I plan to collapse and forget
This wasted year
These wasted years
Devoted friends they disappear
And, I´m sorry about the phone call
And needing you
Some decisions you don´t make
I guess it´s just like breathing
And not wanting to
There are some things you can´t fake

Yeah, there are some things that you can´t fake

Well I guess that it´s typical
To cling to memories you´ll never get back again

And to sort through old photographs
Of a summer long ago
Or a friend that you used to know

And there below his frozen face
Where you wrote the name
And that ancient date, that ancient date
And you can´t believe that he´s really gone
When all that´s left is a fucking song

I´m sorry about the phone call
And waking you
I know that it´s late
But thank you for talking
Cause I needed to
Yeah, some things just can´t wait
Yeah, some things just can´t wait
Yeah, some things just can´t wait

Yeah, some things just can´t wait