Bad times. Never sounded so good. Even though I know we're no good. I forget about the pain. . You're damn right. We've been on and off for too long. Even though I know it's so wrong.
[Verse 1]. He took everything from us,. but he let us keep our fear.. He robbed the little picture called a family,. taken long ago, went away for so many years..
As the busses flock at the station heart. You stroll around in your everyday avenue. When they roll back to the outskirts, so do you. Back to your peaceful home where you need to be.
Blank page, fill me in. Tell me where I begin. I don't know how to handle this. There's nothing to cross off my list. . Standing still is full of pain.