my time in exile

used to worry for each other, no ones bothered like before, we sleep with each others friends, sneak around, fall apart, and come back for more, we sit around drinking tables, stabilized and keeping score, but my mind is somewhere out the door, oh, we have grown, maybe i've overstayed a while, in my time in exile and, oh, time has flown, and the only thing i've learned, i want a life now of my own, we go to clubs, the songs are old, the evening's blown, we go our ways, and take taxi's home, and talk of sunday outings, and medicate to fight the doubting, but we know, we'll always be, alone, we have grown, i've overstayed a while, in my time in exile and, oh, time has flown, and the only thing i've learned, i want a life now of my own, of my own, well that's my years spent in exile, second guessed and dressed up in tatters, my birth feet didn't take this path, and i'm still looking for a life that matters, more than chit-chat we listen to the streets, we're all dead beats, and these old habits are starting to show through, sorry i didn't get to know you, oh, time has slown, i've overstayed a while, in my time in exile, oh, well we have grown, the one thing that i've learned, i want a life now of my own, bye bye, to the friends i've known, in my time in exile