… If there's a lot on your plate
Eat all you can get
Your guilt's pointless
And it's already tomorrow...

Side by side, hand in hand, crossing the street
My feet are getting wet but there’s no way I’m going inside
A face to face, a quiet place, a cup of coffee to go
Isn’t all that we need? Let’s head up to nowhere…

And every step forward you look behind
To see if someone’s following you
I know, I know, there’s just no turning back

What else could we do with all this time to waste?
I hear them say that it is just a phase
But isn’t life just a phase anyway?

… If there's a lot on your plate
Eat all you can get
Your guilt's pointless
And it's already tomorrow...

Where have you been? What have you done?
What’s that new fold between your eyebrows?
Tell me, what’s good about being a grown up?
How did you deal with her leaving?
And what was she looking for?
What couldn’t you give that she finally got from him?

What you did, would you do it again?
Only time can tell if you we’re right
I know, I know, there’s just no turning back

But for now how are we supposed to fill
The time that separates the cut from the healing?
How long can a phase last anyway?

November will never end and Christmas is gonna be rough
You might feel like the next new year is a used one
February’s the longest month and beware the ides of March
But I’m not going anywhere until it passes…

November will never end and Christmas is gonna be rough
You might feel like the next new year is a used one
February’s the longest month and beware the ides of March
Please say you’ll be right here until it passes...

… If there's a lot on your plate
Eat all you can get
Your guilt's pointless
And it's already tomorrow...