This drive  Is my last drive  I count  Count the street lights    What makes me sad on days like these?  It's not goodbyes, it's not tragedies  I'm dishonest  And not hopefully  Of getting back everything I threw away    My life  Just flew by  I count  Say my last goodbyes    What makes me sad on days like these?  It's not goodbyes, it's not tragedies  I'm dishonest  And not hopefully  Of getting back everything we threw away    What makes me sad on days like these?  It's not goodbyes, it's not tragedies  I'm dishonest  And not hopefully  Of getting back everything we threw away