作词 : Bianchi
In the time it took to pack and leave he could
Have come to terms with his disease, but he filled his house with gasoline
And held the match for everyone to see, he cried out to the gathered crowd
Look at what you've done, I hope you're proud, you have made a fool of me
When all I've ever tried to do is please all of you, never meand

Time, it moves so slow, we're growing old

But are we really growing up?

Things we can't let go wrap around our throats

Until there's nothing left to do but choke

He thought he found the perfect place, a little town to bury his mistakes

But when he finally settled in, the songs about his life began to spin

As he heard the broken verse, the truth about himself came out and burned

His panicked heart's a starting gun, he hears the beat and feels the need to run

To anywhere, to anyone

Time, it moves so slow when you're future's unknown

When what you want is what you had

Friends, they come and go, but you're always alone

After all, that is what you're owed

My friend, don't you know you're making it harder now

Than it needs to be, just settle down

As you lie in your bed and try and relax

With your favorite dream it will work out

And your family is there, we all got your back

And they all look so pleased, just try and relax