Remembering the year that you were gone:
A series of decisions — unhealthy living
Cold pavement under static sky —
We're gaining patience, but we're losing sight

But hey, you couldn't sell the stories anyway
But hey, you couldn't sell the stories anyway
But hey, you couldn't sell the stories anyway
But hey, you couldn't sell the stories

In a battle with New England of who knows you best
A mediocre vote of confidence
You tell commitment to take a hike
It's the same old story, so help me if I try...

But hey, we couldn't tell the stories anyway
But hey, we couldn't tell the stories anyway
But hey, we couldn't tell the stories anyway
But hey, we couldn't tell the stories

We couldn't tell the stories...
We couldn't tell the stories...
We couldn't tell the stories...
We couldn't tell the stories...