i'm not here, i'm living yesterdaynn and covering all my walls with pictures thrown awaynn regret's an anchor in a guilty seann it's pulling me down and i wanna be freennnn don't look back at all the broken cars on the tracknn they're only going nowhere fast, you're hanging onnnnn a million dreams and i fantasizenn a little more, that's all i need and i'll be fine.nn but a little more is always out of reachnn it's pushing me back and i wanna be freennnn there's a whole world over therenn full of shit but now i couldn't carenn i don't wanna knownn cause there's everything right now