The Last Day

I've spent so much time throwing rock 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,
the last day
Wait a time to spare thede lies we tell aurselves
These days have come and gone
But this time is sweeter than honey