25 (Acoustic)

Year one was lots fun
But nothing lasts forever in my dreams
Two, I followed you
Because you knew the way, or so it seemed
Three, I still believed
That we would be becoming destiny
And four, I wanted more
But you were moving on to better things

At twenty-five and still alive
Much longer than expected for a man
At twenty-five all hope has died
And the glass of my intentions turns to sand
And shatters in my hand
Oh, oh, oh

Five to six, a lie, a kiss
The secrets that were served we'd never say
Skip to eight, we called it fate
To live to let us die another day
And nine, I saw the signs
Reflected in the barrel of a gun
And ten, we're here again
Those who loved me burned up in the sun

At twenty-five and still alive
Much longer than expected for a man
At twenty-five all hope has died
And the glass of my intentions turns to sand
And shatters in my hand
Shatters in my hand

From eleven-twelve I held the future in my grasp
And all through my teens I screamed I may not live much past
Twenty-one, two, three, four
Twenty-one, two, three, four
Twenty-one, two, three, four
One, two, three, four

At twenty-five and still alive
Much longer than expected for a man
At twenty-five all hope has died
And the glass of my intentions
The glass of my intentions
The glass of my intentions turns to sand
And shatters in my hand
And shatters in my hand, in my hand