"feeling sorry" - paramore

we still live in the same town, well don't we?

but i don't see you around anymore; 

i go to all the same places

not even a trace of you,

your days are numbered at 24

and i'm getting bored waiting around for you

we're not getting any younger and i won't look back

cause there's no use, it's time to move forward

i feel no sympathy, you live inside a cave

you barely get by, the rest of us are trying

no need to apologize 

i've got no time for feeling sorry

i try not to think of what might happen

when your reality, it finally cuts through

well as for me, i got out

and i'm on the road

and the worst part is that this could be you

you know it too

can't run from your shame

you're not getting any younger

and time keeps passing by

but you wave it away, it's time to roll over

all the best lies

they are told with fingers tied

so cross them tight

won't you promise me tonight,

if it's the last thing you do, you'll get out