Where do we go from here?
the suspense is a thrill
to me your feel, your taste is still so clear
i run, but my legs can only take me so far
it’s beating me down, it’s tearing me down.
Well tonight i’m feeling emotional
lonely here tonight
it’s not helping me at all.
It doesn’t make it better that you’re gone
it doesn’t ease the pain at all
that you’re gone.
I scratch against the walls
i drown myself in tears
imagine your hold, but it doesn’t feel as real
and i, cry myself dry
it’s all over now and you’ll never be around.