"I've got no time to look back, I've got no time to see The pieces of my heart that have been ripped away from me. And if the feeling starts to coming, I've learned to stop 'em fast Because I don't know, if I let 'em go, they might not wanna pass. And there's just so many people trying to get me on the phone And there's bills to pay, and songs to play And a house to make a home. I guess I'm older now and I've got no time to cry."