You fool
You're running out of fuel
And stopping's not an option.
You're running from your problems
But you lost yourself along the way.
And now you feel so alone
But there's not a map in town that can guide you home.
You're in the middle of no where.
So what good is breathing if you have no air?
Try to shout
But what good is yelling if no one hears a sound?
See you told them you did not want to be found.
They're only obeying your orders
And plus your so far beyond the borders.
They're only following your directions.
But why should they if you can't follow your own?
See you told them to leave your where abouts unknown.
So just keep walking.
You know the whole towns talking
And you wouldn't want to disappoint.
You've done that your whole life
And you finally reached your breaking point.
I hope you realize
That this didn't come as a surprise.
It was bound to happen
at some point in some time.
Go along with your life
And I'll go along with mine.