all your anger all your hurt
doesn’t matter in the end
those days go by and we all start again
what you had and what you lost
they’re all memories in the wind
those days go by and we all start again
all your anger all your hurt
doesn’t matter in the end
those days go by and we all start again
what you had and what you lost
they’re all memories in the wind
those days go by and we all start again
I'm still a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!