She's old enough
She knows enough
She's throwing up
So throw her
Out to me and I'll treat her like she was mine
Not my belief.... you got your way and I'll get mine
I can't eat I can't sleep... oh but thank you for coming
Why do we always laugh while we're in this discussion
Should've known enough
Never grown enough
Alone enough
To know my
Way will be the path I wanted to try
If it fails to be good for me... then I'd rather die
Back roads always lead to something
Bury her cause her time was cut thin
All the while we stood and stared
Never cared to help we just got carried away
Lately it seems like my dreams have started to die
It occurred to me.... on the inside I guess so am I
.....Well the last ones comin'
Stand right here on my two feet
Enjoy it now cause it won't repeat
Someway...somehow...the things that keep me alive
Aren't living here anymore