I suppose you were hoping to keep me young Didn't plan on being abandoned and it has stung Never bothered to hear where I'm coming from Our fractured conversations have left us numb And all we have is time to kill Or find a way to fight the ill And I wish it mattered more to me But this, this is how we'll always be I went by the old house on the way upstate They decided to make the yard a bit ornate Where the woods were, now a driveway and a shiny gate How I remember the place doesn't quite equate And all we have is room to fill But neither of us have the will And I wish it mattered more to me But this, this is how we'll always be