Time is up, I've got this list of regrets that I can't leave unfinished But for now, this thing is starting to break me And I can barely breathe
So what, I'm not the talk of the town But guess what, we're coming back for the final round I've gotta make my peace while I've got something left to say
So rewind, rewind And we'll start it again, start it again We got a bag of tricks That we haven't used yet
I've got this person in the mirror sayin', "whoa-oh, whoa-oh" And this itchy trigger finger singin', "go-oh, go-oh" Gotta turn back the clocks 'Cause honey, I'm not made up of time
I've given up on everything that's familiar We'll tear it down, down to the ground And I will pick up all of the pieces And rebuild what we started
So what, I'm not the talk of the town But guess what, we're coming back for the final round I've gotta make my peace while I've got something left to say
So rewind, rewind And we'll start it again, start it again We got a bag of tricks That we haven't used yet
I've got this person in the mirror sayin', "whoa-oh, whoa-oh" And this itchy trigger finger singin', "go-oh, go-oh" Gotta turn back the clocks 'Cause honey, I'm not made up of time
Let's raise a glass for all our departing friends who've fallen They've fallen down now, they've fallen Labeled waste of time and lack of respect We'll give them one more chance to breathe again
Rewind, rewind And we'll start it again, start it again
So rewind, rewind And we'll start it again, start it again We got a bag of tricks That we haven't used yet
I've got this person in the mirror sayin', "whoa-oh, whoa-oh" And this itchy trigger finger singin', "go-oh, go-oh" Gotta turn back the clocks 'Cause honey, I'm not made up of time