Žodžiai dainai: Goldfinger. Stomping Ground. Counting The Days.

So here I go and there you went again
Just another stupid thing that I done wrong
Locked up in my head
Knocked down, beaten, left for dead
With all those brilliant things I should have said

I gotta get away, and find something to do
'Cause everything I hear, everything I see
Reminds me of you

Still counting the days
I've been without you 1, 2, 3, 4
Still counting the days
That you've been gone

Day one, was no fun, day two, I hated you
By day three I wish you'd come right back to me
Day four, five and six
Well I guess you just don't give a shit
Day seven, this is hell, this is hell

Now I gotta get away, find something to do
But everything I hear, everything I see
Reminds me of you

Still counting the days
I've been without you 1, 2, 3, 4
Still counting the days
That you've been gone

Still counting the days
Since you left me 1, 2, 3, 4
Still counting the days
That you've been gone

A thousand things I wanna say to you
But its too late now
A thousand things I wanna say

A thousand things I wanna say to you
But its too late now
A thousand things I wanna say

Still counting the days
I've been without you
Still counting the days
That you've been gone

Still counting the days
I've been without you 1, 2, 3, 4
Still counting the days
That you've been gone

Still counting the days
Since you left me 1, 2, 3, 4
Still counting the days
That you've been gone

Gone
Gone
Gone
Gone