text: After twelve, not so well
  Wont pretend its too soon to tell whats around this bend
  No disgrace about face
  Anything not to have to chase you down again
  You know nothing hurts like losin
  When you know its really gone
  Except for the pain of choosin to hold too long
  I tried it your way
  But I got nothing to show
  Its been the same, same
  And the storys getting old
  So I guess the driveway
  Will be the end of the road
  For us, its too late
  Let the credits start to roll
  A lot to say, but not today
  Let the radio break the silence as we drive
  A kiss goodbye, not this time
  Dont remember what about this song I ever liked
  You know nothing hurts like losin
  When you know Im already gone
  Except for the pain of choosin to hold too long
  I tried it your way
  But I got nothing to show
  Its been the same, same
  And the storys getting old
  So I guess the driveway
  Will be the end of the road
  For us, its too late
  Let the credits start to roll
  I thought maybe we were gettin somewhere
  But were still nowhere at all
  I watch your tail lights fading
  I try, but a tear wont fall
  I remember what it feels like
  To know love and have it taken away
  Cant think of what Ive learned right now
  But Ill be thanking you someday
  I tried it your way
  But I got nothing to show
  You know its been the same, same
  And the storys getting old
  So I guess the driveway
  Will be the end of the road
  For us, its too late
  Let the credits start to roll
  Let the credits start to roll
  So I guess the driveway
  Will be the end of the road, be the end of the road
  Will be the end of the road, be the end of the road