500 Days

I HUNG UP THE PHONE
DOWN THE STAIRS THREE AT A TIME
KNOCKED DOWN CARONE*
HE SWORE SWINGANDGA* WAS DUMB AND BLIND
AND I RAN TO YOUR CORNER
WITH THE FLAG IN YOUR HONOR
WONDERING IF YOU'LL LAUGH
AND WILL I REALIZE AT LAST

IT'S OK, TO LOSE MERELY 500 DAYS
BE PATHETIC AND LOST THE HAZE
AND TO HAVE YOUR FEELINGS SHATTER

IT'S OK, TO WANT TO ADMIT WHEN YOU'RE WRONG
IT TOOK ALL OF THE TIME YOU WERE GONE
TO REALIZE ONE MATTERS

HEARING YOUR VOICE
TELLING ME YOU'RE JUST OUTSIDE
AND THAT I HAVE A CHOICE
BELIZE* AND THERE WAS NO REPLY

SUPPOSE I NEED YOU TO SEE
CLOSE YOUR EYES SO YOU NEED ME
WOULD YOU TELL ME FACE TO FACE
SHALLOW WORDS HAVE BEEN YOUR PLACE

IT'S OK, I'VE LOST MAYBE 500 DAYS
BEEN PATHETIC AND LOST IN A HAZE
OF HAVING MY FEELINGS SHATTER

IT'S OK, TO WANT TO FIND OUT ON YOUR OWN
THAT THE ONLY TIME I LAUGH ALONE
WAS WITH THE ONE WHO REALLY MATTERS

AND YOU MATTER

DO I MATTER

IT'S OK, TO LOSE MAYBE 500 DAYS
BE PATHETIC AND LOST IN THE HAZE
AND TO HAVE YOUR FEELINGS SHATTER

IT'S OK, TO WANT TO ADMIT WHEN YOU'RE WRONG
WHEN IT'S SOMETHING WE'VE KNOWN ALL ALONG
AND TO REALIZE WE MATTER

YOU MATTER

IT'S BEEN 500 DAYS