The Real Thing

The phone rings,

It's your voice.

You said how,

There's no choice.

Your too cool, and i tour too much

How could this work, don't keep in touch.

With every line I write, I'm one closer to leaving

Forever was a joke, the joke was I believed it.

Alone, leave me alone. 



Run. 

Run from this world without me.

No streets left for us to sleep.

The doorstep where I'll leave my key.

I guess this is just goodbye...

Whoa, Run from this world without me. 

Whoa, no streets left for us to sleep.

Whoa, The doorstep where I'll leave my key.

I guess this is just goodbye.



Would it, hurt less if I,

Learn how to, deal with goodbye.

You're out late, and I never call,

What's left to say, smiles said it all.

My heart was so calloused,

I couldn't even feel it,

You're lies were so careless, 

How could i have believed it? no.

Leave me alone.



Run.

Run from this world without me.

No streets left for us to sleep.

The doorstep where I'll leave my key.

I guess this is just goodbye...

Whoa, Run from this world without me. 

Whoa, no streets left for us to sleep.

Whoa, The doorstep where I'll leave my key.

I guess this is just goodbye.



(GOODBYE!)



Run. Run from this world without me.

No streets left for us to sleep.

The doorstep where I'll leave my key.

I guess this is just goodbye...

Whoa, Run from this world without me. 

Whoa, no streets left for us to sleep.

Whoa, The doorstep where I'll leave my key.

I guess this is just goodbye