This is a twisted mess,
I couldn't do it,
this time I haven't got my rest.
I may not look the best.
Where it was just us.
Now it's just me,
When there used to be three.
I hate these kind of things,
What a terror me searching the world,
alone.
Where you guys are gone.
I have nothing to do
and nothing to say.
I guess it's going to be that way.
Where I sit there alone,
depressed and sad.
I wish things that I shouldn't,
I pray for my dad.
God can't help me now we are too far in and
time is gone I haven't gone to church.
Now I have nothing,
to say,
Nothing to do,
I feel like I am drifting,
to another day,
I wish this wouldn't have happened,
I wish this wouldn't have been done.
Now we are separate and all of my hopes are gone.