Hindsight by DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE

Three wasted years, standing still 
As you opened up, 18 miles wide 
On this country drive 
I can't keep up 
'cause you're so far gone 
And it's all too much hindsight 
Three wasted years, wasting time 
As the hunger pains grow inside 

I can't keep up 
'cause you're so far gone 
And it's all too much hindsight