Many more days have gone

More days have gone

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I'm not making excuses

I'm not making amends

Are we saving face, on a day of confusion?

Or clearing the air?

All the doors flew open swinging in anger

Slamming back and forth

Shaking, shaking, breaking more

Down into the floor

Is there something you could say?

Is there something you could do?

Stop the memories from drifting away

I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm making excuses

I'm not, not, making excuses

I'm not making amends

Are we saving face on a day of confusion?

Or clearing the air?

When we try to walk away, whеn we turn our backs and smile

Will we see thе past that haunts us now?

When we try to walk away, when we turn our backs and smile

Will we see the past that haunts us now?

If I say I'm sorry

If I say I'm sorry, one more time

Thinking those days will be coming back

Thinking those days are gone

Thinking those days will be coming back

Thinking those days are gone

Thinking those days will be coming back

Thinking those days will be coming back

Thinking those days will be coming back

Again and again (Those days, those days, those days)

Again and again (Those days, those days, those days)

Again and again (Those days, those days, those days)

Again and again (Those days, those days, those days, those days)

Those days, those days

Those days, those days

Those days, those days

Those days, those days

Those days, those days

Those days, those days

Those days, those days

Those days, those days

Days, days, days, days

Days, days, days, days

Those day, those days