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.