I knew it would come to this
you let pressure get to you
for now its your smile ill miss
how is it there
pretty cold huh
but you chose to do this
being bad to you is so much fun
well look where it gets you
some place far from home
put behind bars
we all should've known
i knew you would mess up somehow
i knew i should have stopped you
but its too late now
walking into the visitation center
scared of what ill see
your in a orange jumpsuit
waiting at a table for me
i walk up tears rolling down my face
you whisper your sorry
and you'll soon be out of this place
your words don't mean much anymore
you said you would never leave me alone
but your gone now
so far from home
its harder than ever to see you like this
i leave with a simple goodbye
a tear falls from your face
i turn never to look back
its to hard to see you in this place