Tomorrrow

To many times i written goodbye
to many times i have lied here and cried
to many times i have i wished was dead
to many wrongs have been said
never knowing what to do
never knowing what to say
our moment will come
sometime, one day
but for now
i will live and cry
and waste and one die
if i lucky ill die young
if I'm not ill die later
maybe for the better
that die now
but choice tomorrow
when i can look back on all my sorrow
you know what they say about tomorrow it never comes never