drums.

forget me,
the way you know me.
i was hoping for a better impression,
a lasting hope.

i'm a couple years ahead
of where i really want to be.
you're a couple years back,
but somehow you're in front of me.
i've been a fool, i've been a child.
i wait and wait and wait
for your attention.
i guess i'm out of style.

the day you gave up on me, i gave up too.
my heart became a whore,
my lips will stay blue.
i've dug my grave just thinking about you.

so now i wait for the drums,
i've gotta remember how to run,
before i just stop everything forever.