Calendar Days

Call it a crutch when you plan it too much

Waste your whole life without living

Gimme a moment that should have been spent

Time isn't very forgiving

Wasting away all your calendar days

I'd tell you again but you'd miss it

There's a place for everything, everything in it's place

You look good in this suit, it's tailored for you

You're hardly alive in your skin

We've been waiting, where have you been

Maybe the sin isn't where we begin

Don't want to rush in discretion

Don't want remorse to be drowned in the shore

This isn't a class just a lesson

Start with a story you don't want to tell of the time when you may have been reckless

You may have been young and foolish then but so, so

Show me the pictures you don't wanna see

Things you don't want me to know

Everyone's asking where did you go

Tell me the one about when you were young

Cause you're only as old as you feel

Somebody might take your moment while you weren't at the wheel