went through last week yesterday   and i didn't know it was gonna be this way      when i went through tomorrow twice a day   and i didn't know it was gonna be this way   this is how i should      my reflections have been stolen   again and again like an addiction   my memories, they're my mementos   crawl across the street just like calicos      i'll beat me over and over till im you      i know, i know   they say, they say   they come to save you   but were different blood types anyway