I wanna drive away to the end of the world
i wanna pack up right now, and pretend its a cure...
A knife in my back,
A slit to my wrist...
Mommy's crying, head in hands
Says she doesn't understand...
She sits all alone
wondering why he had to go...
Tear her gaze from the television,
Her eyes are stabbed by neon light...
Its the thoughts of you I go through
Every afternoon in August && June...
This cut on my face,
This dark bloody trace...
Wish here you were
I'm tired and long for the touch...
A young girl barely 20, walks into a lonely...
her shoes leaving solid footprints to her...
What do you call a person who can do anything?
One who loves unconditionally...
It's so hard to lose the ones you love
To finally realize your lives together are done...
My mommy never home
is always leaving me alone...