Wasted Years
By branhamjd
WALKING AWAY AND CLOSING THE DOOR WHAT THE HELL WAS ALL THIS FIGHTING FOR THE YEARS SPENT BUILDING A FUTURE TOGETHER WEREN’T YOU THE ONE WHO PROMISED FOREVER THE ROOM IS EMPTY AND FADES TO BLACK TEARS THAT I AM HOLDING BACK HOW CAN THIS BE HAPPENING TO ME IS THIS THE WAY IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE WHY DID WE ALWAYS HAVE TO DISAGREE ARE YOU HAPPIER NOW THAT YOU ARE FREE SHOTS OF ALCOHOL TO HELP ME UNWIND NUMBNESS CONSUMES MY BODY AND MIND POUNDING HEART, DIZZY HEAD ALL ALONE IN THIS EMPTY BED WATCHING THE CLOCK AS HOURS GO BY WHILE YOU ARE OUT GIVING SOMEONE ELSE A TRY HOW CAN THIS BE HAPPENING TO ME IS THIS THE WAY IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE WHY DID WE ALWAYS HAVE TO DISAGREE ARE YOU HAPPIER NOW THAT YOU ARE FREE THE SMOKE IS FADING, IT ALL BECOMES CLEAR NO MORE WASTED YEARS AND WASTED TEARS Written December 11th, 2001 © on Dec 11 2001 03:53 AM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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