I'm in need of the answer, searching for questions,
love would mean broken-hearted
Days race by faster, it's a made up lesson
and I've lost before I started
little white lie, a big black sky,
your emptiness open on the dashboard
You feel a lack of self and it's someone else
telling you to try where you failed before

Where does the time go? I don't know
It's moving off the deep end
Like I'm moving in slow-mo(tion)
Now reach, I'll go
It passes too quick to see me

Living on the back nine, living out your past life,
trying to make a living as an outlaw
But the problem you see,
stealing ain't what it used to be,
everyone's used to it by now
You pack up your gun, make your [bad word] 
your thinking isn't breaking any new ground
But is there such a thing when you watched the rain, wash away everything that you thought you'd found?

Where does the time go? I don't know
It's moving off the deep end
Like I'm moving slow-mo(tion)
Now reach, I'll go
It passes too quick to see me

I think that this could be the last one, Jimmy
Why don't [bad word] and take this last one with me?
I gotta say that it's good to be home
Sometimes I miss you when I'm out there alone [bad word] around some time, clear your mind,
it's getting harder as the weeks slip away
You can turn on a dime, pass you up blind
while your waiting for the [bad word] [bad word] your way

Your time [bad word] If you let it be right, if you let it be right
Your time [bad word] If you let it be right, if you let it be right
Your time [bad word] If you let it be right, if you let it be right
Your time [bad word] If you let it be right, if you let it be right