I Could Go On Forever, But What Would Be The Point?

i could go on for days about the ways
i've fucked it up with girls like you before.
i could go on for hours about the sweetest things gone sour,
cuz i was paralyzed by the fear.
i could go on for minutes about all the unfinished business
between you and i tonight.
i could go on for so many seconds about all those important life lessons
that i picked up on my way to you
let me tell you about a girl that i knew...

but all this talking, it gets me nowhere
and it gets me there so fast
the worst thing about the best things
is that they, they never last.

i could go on for weeks about a girl, so smooth and so sleek
she slipped right through my fingers again and again.
i could go on for months, about that girl i knew once
who ruined me from the inside out.
i could go on for years about all my worst fears.
and not-so-coincidentally, they all pertain to you.
i could go on forever about a girl, so smooth and so clever
she made me break myself on more than one occasion.
let me tell you about this girl i've been hating...

but all this talking, it gets me nowhere
and it gets me there so fast
the worst thing about the best things
is that they, they never last...
so pay attention to what you have,
cuz soon it will be gone.
i took for granted what little we had;
now i could go on for so long.