Where'd you go ?
and would you even turn to say ,
I don't love you ,
like I did yesterday .
Sometimes I cry so hard for pleading ,
so sick and tired all the mean less meaning ,
but baby when they knock you down and out ,
it's where you'll wanna stay .
So many
bright lights that cast a shadow
But can I speak ?
Well is it hard understanding I'm incomplete a life that's so demanding
I get so weak a love thats so demanding
I can't speak
I'M NOT OKAY YOU WEAT ME OUT