Giving Up

Thinking back upon the past
And what I've left behind
Memories and pictures etched in my mind
They're gone for now
But I'll come home some how

Watch the rain and think of you
(puddles form)
Letters short and phone calls few
(hear the storm)
I'm in distress
Sick and tired of being in this mess

Feeling trapped between the lines
Of words I've said a thousand times
That I take back
Biting nails and wringing hands
Cuz no one out here understands
I've got to pack up

Another wasted future plan
I guess that I don't think I can
Measure up to my parents' wishes
But in the end I'll always come
Back to where I started from
I'm giving up on my last chance to get it right

Trace my hand across the glass
count the flashing lights
I know that I must go back
Try to make things right
It is my fate
To walk the earth
At half a second late

Feeling trapped between the lines
Of words I've said a thousand times
That I take back
Biting nails and wringing hands
Cuz no one out here understands
I've got to pack up

Another wasted future plan
I guess that I don't think I can
Measure up to my parents' wishes
But in the end I'll always come
Back to where I started from
I'm giving up on my last chance to get it right