Behind

I can't drive, but if I could then I'd be gone
I can't stand the thought of fighting all night long
And if I had to pick a side then you know I'd rather die
I can't stand the thought of leaving this behind

I wish I could go back to the 7th grade
The year before I realized it was much too late
And if it had to go unsaid
Like I said I'd still be dead
I can't stand the thought of leaving this instead

So why can't you just save my life?
Cus I can't seem to cry...
Tears refuse to pour no matter how hard I try