guess i'll let you know just how the story goes give you everything you want to hear tell me something i already know weary from the road been traveled i don't know why everything is always black and white i don't know if anything will ever get it right words that fill the space when i say how i feel tell me something i already know
this feeling comes again my stomach aches with pain somewhere in the dark i lay this tripis long and overdue for me stories grow to disbelief which one of you should i believe and i don't know why everything is always black and white i don't know if anything will ever get it right words that fill the space when i say how i feel tell me something i already know
alone i write alone i dwell alone i rot trapped in this shell too old to be young but i'm not old loneliness i hear it's call run behind but i still fall sometimes i think i'm in hell
going down this road again
going down this road again