Story Behind The Song

The song talks about the feeling of being left behind, unable to move on. When something was important to you for a long period of time, it takes a similarly long period of time to move past it. You go over all the past mistakes and moments of happiness and wonder what could have gone differently, and it becomes destructive. It haunts you and does not leave you alone.

Song Description

The song talks about the feeling of being left behind, unable to move on. When something was important to you for a long period of time, it takes a similarly long period of time to move past it. You go over all the past mistakes and moments of happiness and wonder what could have gone differently, and it becomes destructive. It haunts you and does not leave you alone.

Lyrics

what does five hundred days mean to anyone what but me/ it's not the movies/ what does it mean to say you lent eighteen months/ and now it's three/ since you gave an honest word/ for free/ you used to write me poetry/ now all you do is try to write me off in your sleep/ and hope i'll leave you to your peace/ oh calendar, why'd you leave me here?/ watching a boy from a window/ that yesterday was clear/ oh calendar, "i'm leaving her," he said/ so let me know when your time is dead/ all your time is dead/ i was yesterday's victim/ she calls me everyday to ask for him/ but he's not on the lease/ i'd rather not repeat my speech/ it's a sickness on the line, yeah/ oh calendar, why'd you leave me here?/ watching goodnights every night pretending they were all right/ oh calendar, "i'm leaving her" he said/ so let me know when your time is dead/ all this time is dead/ it's post traumatic/ cinematic/ but every second is haunted/ he thinks i'm laughing/ but i'm the afterlife of a smile/ Oh calendar, I'm still here/ watching a boy from a window/ who doesn't care, it's clear/ oh calendar, "i'm leaving her," he said/ so let me know when your time is dead/ all this time is dead/ your time is up.