This is the last time that I will say these words. I remember the first time, the first of many lies. Sweep it into the corner, or hide it under the bed, say these things they go away, but they never do. This is the last time that I will show my face. One last tender lie, and then I'm out of this place. So tread it into the carpet, or hide it under the stairs, say that some things never die, well I tried and I tried.
[This is the Las Time - Keane]