After twelve, not so well  Won't pretend, it's too soon to tell  What's 'round this bend    No disgrace, about face  Anything not to have to chase  You down again    You know nothing hurts like losing  When you know it's really gone  Except for the pain of choosing  To hold too long    I tried it your way  But I got nothing to show  It's been the same, same  And the story's getting old    So I guess the driveway  Will be the end of the road  For us it's too late  Let the credits start to roll    A lot to say but not today  Let the radio break the silence  As we drive    A kiss goodbye, not this time  Don't remember what about  This song I ever liked    You know nothing hurts like losing  When you know I'm already gone  Except for the pain of choosing  To hold too long    I tried it your way  But I got nothing to show  It's been the same, same  And the story's getting old    So I guess the driveway  Will be the end of the road  For us it's too late  Let the credits start to roll    I thought maybe we were getting somewhere  But we're still nowhere at all  I watched your taillights fading  I try but it still won't fall    I remember what it feels like  To know love and have it taken away  I can't think of what I learned right now  But I'll be thanking you someday    I tried it your way  But I got nothing to show  You know, it's been the same, same  And the story's getting old    So I guess the driveway  Will be the end of the road  For us it's too late  Let the credits start to roll  Let the credits start to roll    So I guess the driveway  Will be the end of the road  Be the end of the road  Will be the end of the road  Be the end of the road  © SCOTTAROCK MUSIC; SHIGSHAG MUSIC; TONDOLEA LANE MUSIC PUBLISHING;