I hear you screaming but I know that you don't mean it and its
All gone wrong now
I get the feeling that its gone and its the reason that I
Feel so dark now
Too much inside, too much in life
Define your point of view
I know your leaving, though I think that my times fleeting but yet
you don't see it
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
[chorus:]
Gone, once you shone, I move on
though I still find time to hide
It's all buried deep inside, so it
Looks like you've found a way to reach my heart
And take it all back to the start of this (though I'm)
A million miles from home
Maybe your reasons, keep on changing through the seasons
Only time could tell now
Don't stem the bleeding, cause I m sure it has some meaning still you
Feel so dark now
Too much inside, too much in life
Define your point of view
Are you still leaving, maybe you should start believing but still
You don't see it
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
[chorus]
A million miles from home
Message one, from an unknown number:
Received Wednesday at nine forty-three pm.
Hey, you fucking bitches.
Okay, Jamie, I know that your girlfriend's here, but...
kay, and you're just now picking up the phone.
And Ian, you're probably just bored all day,
so why don't you fucking call me,
and lets go to the beach, and fucking
uh, and you know, just have fun.
So, gimme a call.
Uh, okay, why don't you call me, and we can go wakeboarding.
Aight, later.
Eight one eight *beep* *beep* seven zero seven one three,
or eight one eight *beep* *beep* nine zero four four seven.
Call me back! |
