Dark

Somewhere deep inside you're mind,
Is there still a place for you to find,
That your tomorrow's wishful thinking?
I think you lost your hope and faith,
In all those empty bottles you saved,
With those nights you smoked away.

You're only half a mile from home,
On that long road you walked alone,
There's nothing left for you to know,
Nowhere left for you to go,
Now that less is everything.

Sometimes you kill me, and I know you like it,
The sad truth being, you won't even fight it,
The urge to raise that gun.
You'll be the talk of the town for a day or two,
But you don't care, for all you've been through,
And truths left half undone.

You're only half a mile from home,
On that long road you walked alone,
There's nothing left for you to know,
Nowhere left for you to go,
Now that less is everything.

Every night you waste the time you have,
Mourning for things that you once had,
And just the other day I wondered why.
Pushing the buttons on your T.V screen,
You can change that channel, just not me,
So don't be cutting the apron strings.

You're only half a mile from home,
On that long road you walked alone,
There's nothing left for you to know,
Nowhere left for you to go,
Now that less is everything.

Suppose I just wish that you could see,
With a gun to your head, It's all so pretty,
It's more than a pretty picture to me.

You're only half a mile from home,
On that long road you walked alone,
But you won't be there for dinner,
It's dark tonight.