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Gone
Gone,
A life in search for a way to leave
In this broken home we seem to all hide
I see it all, I just don't acknowledge it
Somethings are better left unsaid
I’ve learned to listen because words are empty
But it's hard to ignore the words that my girl hates me
and these drugs don’t help me
I can't stand pretending as I masquerade happiness
behind short nights and cheap liquor
The friends I can't stand, I still stand with
I’m just as fake as the ones I talk about
I've seen enough, I've done enough
the end result is what I'm afraid of
There is only one way, so I cry out for the way out
It looks right but it feels wrong
but what else do I have to turn to? It's all gone
Never forgot the night I told my self
“I would die to be happy”
Who knew it would come to that?
All in, there’s no turning back
I'm gone
