| Now it's simple to me | |
| Sometimes you have to let go when there's | |
| Next to nothing | |
| You say yes everytime she says no | |
| There's more pain then love | |
| It comes to shove almost | |
| Everytime you speak | |
| Somehow you fight | |
| Something's just crazy | |
| Somehow it's taking all the life left in you | |
| You're losing ground | |
| Carrying that torch | |
| Your not asking for much | |
| As she has had time to heal | |
| And she doesn't need you any longer | |
| And you had time to drink | |
| And you call her to tell her you've gotten much stronger | |
| At three in the morning she says: "Stop calling cause everyone's asleep Some of us work You're driving me crazy I learnt to get on with my life..." | |
| Now every nights friday night | |
| Picking fights with your friends | |
| Somehow trying to make amends | |
| So you search for comfort in a friend | |
| It's not the same she won't understand | |
| You both learned to think alike | |
| So what was so wrong | |
| Where's she tonight | |
| Out there drinking while you're left in thinking | |
| It's taken all the life left in... | |
| You You're losing ground | |
| Carrying that torch | |
| You're not asking for much | |
| Still somehow | |
| You'll wait for her | |
| You say she'll return | |
| But you still carry that torch | |
| That girl | |
| WHIPPING B | |
| OY!!! |