Goldfinger ☆ Counting the Days

Counting the Days

So here I go, and there you went again
Just another stupid thing that I’ve done wrong
Locked up in my head, knocked down, beaten, left for dead
With all those brilliant things I should have said
I’ve gotta get away, find something to do
‘Cos everything I hear, everything I see reminds me of you

Still counting the days I’ve been without you– 1, 2, 3, 4
Still counting the days that you’ve been gone

Day one was no fun
Day two, I hated you
By day three I wished you’d come right back to me
Day four, five, and six– well, I guess you just don’t give a shit
Day seven… this is hell, this is hell
Now I’ve gotta get away, find something to do
But everything I hear, everything I see reminds me of you

Still counting the days I’ve been without you– 1, 2, 3, 4
Still counting the days that you’ve been gone
Still counting the days since you left me– 1, 2, 3, 4
Still counting the days that you’ve been gone

A thousand things I want to say to you, but it’s too late now
A thousand things I want to say
A thousand things I want to say to you, but it’s too late now
A thousand things I want to say

Still counting the days I’ve been without you
Still counting the days that you’ve been gone

Still counting the days I’ve been without you– 1, 2, 3, 4
Still counting the days that you’ve been gone

A thousand things I want to say… Still counting the days since you left me– 1, 2, 3, 4
Still counting the days that you’ve been gone