Why'd I, have to say goodbye? I always spit out all my words, every time I try. And I write all these songs With the hope you might listen. I hope you listen... Now I drive, off the edge of the cliff If my car would make the trip I often wonder if I'll ever be the one you miss Won't you, tell me? Why won't you tell me? I don't know what's best for me Only know of what upsets me And I've tried, everything, but you've already given up on me I'm easily expandable and worthless and forgettable Now I drive, off the edge of a cliff If my car would make the trip I often wonder if I'll ever be the one you miss Won't you, tell me? Why won't you tell me? I could never make things right with you I could never, I could never (Outro) One, Two Three, Four Now I drive, off the edge of a cliff If my car would make the trip I have been wondering if I'll ever be the one you miss Won't you, tell me? Why won't you tell me?