Your empty driveway leaves a lot to say. I guess I'm on my own today. Your living room is just another place that i can't call home.
All the running around in the middle of the night wasn't worth all the trouble to me. It seems like this time of year has made a fool of us and you are to call me broken.
I took the drive home nothing left to say I guess I'm on my my own today. Your idea of an answer is an awkward pause Your just another wasted cause.
I was a fool for you i never needed you
Turn your back i'll be just fine Hold your tongue and i'll bite mine.