If only I knew...
That that day was going to be your last...

So can I go a little bit back in time,
To a point where I can leave you behind...

It feels as if I'm constantly running in place,
I'm bombarded with stupid problems that I, alone...

I think about you every night,
I see you every day...

Saturday morning
The angels came down...

Maybe i need to get out of this place,
Get a new life, some new problems to face...

How do I feel
That's what you ask...

So tell me what you're thinking...
Tell me what's on your mind...

This silence is killing me...
I'm screaming out your name...

I walk in and I take a seat,
So anxious, looking at my feet...

They say "Home is where the heart is..."
But my heart is in pain everyday...

I know i was a hypocrite...
I told you to stay away from ways of life...