Outta Time

Well I know you'd like to save me
But we're out of time.
I tried to write you a letter baby
But I'm out of lines.
You thought you could make me better,
And I hoped it'd turn out right,
You know I'd sell my soul to change it
But we're out of time.

We've been driving down this road since I was 17
You could tear my heart like pages in a magazine,
But now your photograph is faded,
And my bed is cold at night,
And I wish that love could save us
But we're out of time.

So don't regret me baby
When you lay awake tonight...
You knew that I could hurt you
But you said I was worth the fight.
And I know that you're not waiting
At the end of the telephone line,
But I can't keep holding on
Cause we're out of time

If I could stop the world from turning
Maybe I could change your mind,
If you could stop my heart from burning
Then I'd take you home tonight...
But I know that you're not waiting
At the end of the telephone line,
And I wish I could take you back
But I'm out of time.