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Hiding in the comfort of corners, |
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I guess in a way everybody hides |
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Though I need my friends more than ever, |
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I don't want anyone by my side |
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Who is that boy in the mirror, |
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waving goodbye to the man? |
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I can't seem to shake that sad feeling |
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I'll never be who I really am |
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Though I'm lost I'm only one over the eight |
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Goodbye Station 8, guess you've heard as of late |
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I'll be drinking this night on my own |
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I'm going away to my own special place |
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where I turn off the lights and the phone, |
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so won't you... |
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Help - I need to escape, I don't belong in here |
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Here's to my fears, sorrows and tears |
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there goes another year |
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He's that kid, with panic through the streets, |
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that no one really sees, |
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Oh, that kid looks one hell of a lot like me |
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My friends that left town are returning, |
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they know that I'm too homeward bound |
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I'm sick of their heads that keep turning, |
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of nodding and saying I'm fine, |
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I'm not fine |
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The 46" is my friend now, |
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I order my food to the door |
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I suffocate on medication, |
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those pills just can't do it somehow |
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I shot myself down, August 2008 |
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now I carry this pathetic wound |
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I don't even talk, I won't listen at all |
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but I'm hoping that someday you'll call, |
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so won't you... |
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When I turned from the truth in a far cry from you, |
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denied the hand of a friend that could help me through |
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Mealy mouthed, unsure, afraid of it all |
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Never confident but I know how to fall |
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Say is it you outside the window? |
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Coming home to me one last time? |
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I swear I just saw your silhouette |
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sliding into the bedroom where angels blessed our skin, |
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now only dust |
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I am still knocking at your door, |
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but love doesn't live there anymore |
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I know you'll be coming home again, |
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but nothing will ever be the same; |
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You're taking your things, returning my heart |
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I curse my own pride as I'm watching the phone, |
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is there anything happening at all? |
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I drink til' I cry but just can't fall asleep, |
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someone please give me a call |
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Summer is over we've used all our dreams, |
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now I tumble in blind memories |
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You've changed your address, soon you'll change your last name, |
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how I wish I'd change at all |
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Help - I need to escape, I don't belong in here |
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Here's to my fears, sorrows and tears |
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there goes another year |
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Help - I need to escape, but I do belong in here |
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Here's to you love, wherever you are |
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You're still inside of me |
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As the last lover's sailing away in the night, |
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by the harbour retired romantics |
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Left behind telling stories of how it was oh, |
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so much better before... |
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Before any of us fell in love... |
