There are a thousand words that I spit up and swallow
Every word choke i out
I keeping myself wishing that I still have tomorrow
You never know the pain that I hide inside
But if you felt my pain I know you’d be wishing to die
You tell me everything will be fine there’s no reason to cry
But you walk in my shoes and tell me what would be easier than taking the gun to die?

Every time I look in your eyes is like emotions of nothing pass me by you’re the wind at the road and the stream to the sea you was meant in this world but not meant for me and every night I’m left alone crying while your glass is sitting on the bar and your waving goodbye and I’m all alone I just want to be free but I know as soon as you come home you’ll say that you need me.