Things have changed and change has me.
I can't stand still.
I want to leave.
For all your hates and all your needs, you'll always live in groups of three.
From what we wanted we must have strayed.
The memories of how we stayed together.
And I can't find nothing to bring me back.
Never.
You always were the one who never lost a war.
You always ran the show.
And always asked for more.
Things have changed and change has me.
I can't stand still.
I want to leave.
For all your hates and all your needs, you'll always live in groups of three.
You always were the one who never lost a war.
You always ran the show.
And always asked for more.
In ten years I'll have a biggest regret.
You bet.
When in twenty more I won't give a damn about it.