Time is up, I've got this list of regrets that
I can't leave unfinished
But for now, this thing is starting to break me
And I can barely breathe

So what, I'm not the talk of the town
But guess what, we're coming back for the final round
I've gotta make my peace while I've got something left to say

So rewind, rewind
And we'll start it again, start it again
We got a bag of tricks
That we haven't used yet

I've got this person in the mirror sayin', "whoa-oh, whoa-oh"
And this itchy trigger finger singin', "go-oh, go-oh"
Gotta turn back the clocks
'Cause honey, I'm not made up of time

I've given up on everything that's familiar
We'll tear it down, down to the ground
And I will pick up all of the pieces
And rebuild what we started

So what, I'm not the talk of the town
But guess what, we're coming back for the final round
I've gotta make my peace while I've got something left to say

So rewind, rewind
And we'll start it again, start it again
We got a bag of tricks
That we haven't used yet

I've got this person in the mirror sayin', "whoa-oh, whoa-oh"
And this itchy trigger finger singin', "go-oh, go-oh"
Gotta turn back the clocks
'Cause honey, I'm not made up of time

Let's raise a glass for all our departing friends who've fallen
They've fallen down now, they've fallen
Labeled waste of time and lack of respect
We'll give them one more chance to breathe again

Rewind, rewind
And we'll start it again, start it again

So rewind, rewind
And we'll start it again, start it again
We got a bag of tricks
That we haven't used yet

I've got this person in the mirror sayin', "whoa-oh, whoa-oh"
And this itchy trigger finger singin', "go-oh, go-oh"
Gotta turn back the clocks
'Cause honey, I'm not made up of time