Too Many Tommorows (fair Warning)

this feeling's coming back,
it's coming back to me.
it's something like regret,
but don't ever tell me how you feel.
cause i might hold that against you,
it's something i'd regret.
don't follow me,
i'm going back,
i'll open up my eyes and see where i've been headed.
don't follow me,
i'm not the one to lead you out of here,
forget me if you can.
i'm planted in this bed i made,
no room to breathe from what i gave.
return the favor and you'll see where i've gone wrong,
cause i knew it all along.
i've seen too many times-this game we like to play,
so keep on walking and find your own way home.
i've seen too many times-tomorrow's not the same,
so just stop talking and find your own way home.
i've seen too many times,
and i've used too many lines on you.
but i'll waste another dime,
and ask myself the same i ask of you.