Well here we are on this road,
The same old broken road...

Looking back at the past,
A lot has changed...

So this is it?
The way to avoid it...

You're gone and it hurts more everyday,
Knowing I can't hear your voice anymore...

I hate you,
I can't stand you...

Sitting patiently,
Awaiting the news...

I'm an inspirational writer,
I still question what that means...

Hey,
I know we barely have been talking...

Hey,
I know I told you I was going to visit again...