Standing in the porch light. We ain't gonna say good night. The way you're leanin' has got me thinkin'. There's something more on your mind. . We're racing down the hallway.
Some people try to hide. They try to move on. Cant stand the pain of you gone but baby that's not me. I'd never try to ease the ache that I feel the pain reminds me how real this love has come to be.
I woke up with a pounding head. With a bottle laying in the bed. There was a little, a little bit left. So I picked it up and I killed the rest. . Oh I know I'm going to heaven.
I need to move, I need to breathe. Shake the things that pull on me. Holding me down, slowing me down. I need to run, I need to fight. Let go of the things that I am holding onto.