nwell you've got your independencenit seems you finally set the pacenand i hope that your spreading yourself to thin in an empty void of spacenyou make the call and i follow the ball ni play the loser in this racenmake the decision to submit the division and i'll try to save some facennnit was me and it was yountheres nothing left for us to donand i'm hoping this time we'll make it throughntake a bow when the curtains callsnand the time doesn't feel the samenall those boys on the summer nights their tired of screaming your nameni cant help but feel its time to hit the lights and go our seperate waysntell me can you feel the butterflies ncan you tell me what they saynnso enjoy your independenceni hope its all you thought it would benit only took a few years and a million lives interegation lights to seennso my bulls*** meter is running highnand it seems to be on deadni never felt this way before and i hope i never do againnnit was me..nnand its all becoming clearnits a shame it is like hereni want you to know thatnthis timenthis timenit was all for menntake a bow..ndoes it feel the samentell me what they say