Songtexte: Hit Or Miss. Seasons Come And Go. Ifs, Ands Or Buts.

All the days I've looked at this
I should've seen this emptiness
But time and time and time again
I lose my chance
It's the subtle ways you'd send a glance
That make me find some confidence
Soon enough I have to see
This isn't me

{Chorus}
No one can make us better
We've shown everyone who we are
Our chances are gone
And well always be lost
And we'll always let ourselves down

I tracked the page to show the facts
But the page was cleared with nothing left
These words were once what filled the sound
But now I need to stand my ground

So I said no

This girl is really contagious
She has something to hide
Cause when the going gets tough
Before you know it she's gone

(Thanks to Warren for these lyrics)