8 acessos
2a.m. in Nowhere, New Jersey
They called last call for the last time
But this quiet conversation buys me
A little more time
The night's too young to head for home
And I don't do too well on my own
So I'll just sit here shakin'
And think...to myself
I don't want to get caught falling
Hell won't bring angels
And you won't want to be here
Be here when I'm gone
I just want to hear your voice for
One last moment
And I promise you I won't make a sound
I won't make a sound
She was barely breathing
As they broke the news to her
And her words fell into pieces
That's just the way it goes I'm told
But I'm 6 feet under screaming
But no one's heard one word, I choked on
Every lie that I believed for so long
Well so long
I hope that you're stronger now
Cause I know that I'm stronger now
I'll climb my way out of this somehow
Cause I'm still stuck in this hell