Get Out While You Can
When blood flows from open wounds
When sad people sing unhappy tunes
When the lies you’re told turn into truth
There’s nothing else that you can do
When their fake smiles are hiding pain
When there’s no one but yourself to blame
When no more options are left to choose
There’s nothing more that you can do
So pack it up, bring it home
Where familiar thoughts freely roam
Where no one else but you can see
The monsters that you can be
Take it back, speak the truth
That eats the good inside of you
What they say, what they do
All that they put you through
So pack it up, leave it there
Go ahead, let them stare
It’s over now, you can’t win
You’re all by yourself again
