This home is not a home in this world that I dont know and this family that I share was not my choice to own this house is not a house

Its a windy night admist the month of November and the last taste of love I cant seem to remember I miss you when it’s cold

Forgiveness is all I ask from you and from myself big mistakes are my forté but they keep happening, day by da… This life is a wasteland

What a screwed up world we’re raising kids in seems like war is a game G4, I sunk your battleship adults are supposed to set example…

let the sun rise as I awake with a smile on my face with you by my side as if to feel your embrace but your smile’s so close

The rains falls down on a world dull and damp any joy does now drown by the dim of my lamp the streets glisten with moisture

She sits alone and wonders if this is all they’ll ever see lookin beyond the skin and bones of this skeletal body she looks into the mirror

I think that I’m over done, I’ve lost all belief I tried my hardest you obviously couldn’t see I told you how I felt

I’ve got letters in my mailbox filled up to the brim with apologies and longings and where to begins and I’m so tired of your postage

woke up this morning feeling kinda strange to the sound of pouring never ending rain but the sun was shining

I could whisper all my secrets Write them down in the darkest ink I could tell you all the stories that had my heart shrink I could listen to you breathing

I dont want to do the wrong thing when I clearly know whats right and i dont want to say i love you but im with you every night and ive never stopped laughing

Driving my way home tonight I couldn’t see the streets And I couldnt feel my hands I could barely move my feet When the street lights shined