80 degrees and im walking downtown,
8 straight hours of walking around,
seeing the couples pass me by,
i think about us and i wonder why,
my hands in my pocket and i continue walking,
i look at the people who start staring and talking,
I'm holding back tears behind my dark brown eyes,
my lips hold back all the hurtful cries,
i have nothing to offer nor to give,
no use in dreaming if you ain't gonna live,
but baby you know the dreams faded a long time ago,
baby you ended it so i guess you should know,
sometimes the only person you could trust is yourself,
but what if you cant trust yourself?
my best friend said she wouldn't walk out,
i guess i dragged her to one of my broken route,
so many sins, so many mistakes,
all this because of one heartache.
