Change, that's what you said to me That's the excuse you used to leave But truth be told I never wanted you around, Now I sit here with and empty pack of smokes, Intoxicate my lung trying to calm me down, It does not seem to work anymore, It seems to hit me harder than I thought because of?
What she said, What she said
Chance that'what I've got to take, Try not to blink as I drive down this road, And I start to brake. My mind is slipping away to a beautiful place As glass shatters my face