Even though I hate it,
There is no place like home...

It was your move first and you went on the attack,
you broke my heart and now you want me back...

eventually
After the sun comes the rain; (pounding...

As you sit back you see,
These are the places and people you used to be...

I lie,
I am not good...

I look up and ask; why me?
seeing the things that i could not be...

I lead a f**ked up life,
but no one seems to think twice...

Its not like we talk anymore,
or at least it's not the same...

I get so mad when i shouldn't,
i wanted to stop; but couldn't...

Ready to face the world,
or at least i thought i was...

Where do you look?
When you've fallen and can't get up...

Tomorrow is the day i look towards because it...
that hopefully sometime soon i will learn to cope...