Tonight is just like the other
unreasonable and blur
empty spaces still dominant and outstanding
lessons and wisdoms are uninspiring
see myself in front of a mirror
i can say that "its still you, you crazy b***h!"
otherwise its idealistic
its the so called me without you baby
I'm running out of words to say
I'm getting no better everyday
how can i see the world with the way mom always say
"its alright honey, life is short so live happy"
just like the old folk pathetic sayings
wish i could go back and pick up every pieces
what could have happened if i done it right
if the puzzle will reunite in a much comfortable side
funny how i let this go
i was out of my mind and out of control
wish i could win you back, but honey no!
you're better off without me, i know. . .
