Where do good things go once they’re gone..?

You don’t have to take it personal

It’s all about me

Just pouring my heart out

I don’t know how else I can be

 

’Cuz I have feelings like we all do

I can’t do that robot-shit that you do

 

Where do good things go once they’re gone..?

I guess you just have to find it with someone else

(If you can.. It always feels like you never will)

I just need time to recover

I hate the pain but I deal with it still

 

All my words, they don’t mean shit

People never listen to it

You meant something to me, I mean nothing to you

I still can’t do that robot-shit you do

 

I just wonder..

Where do good things go once they’re gone..?

I guess you just let it die, then you bury it

(It always feels like you never will though)

I hate how I always gotta be so tough

I really am so fucking soft, but it’s never enough

And these words that I write, they don’t mean shit

Because people never listen to it

 

You don’t have to take it personal

I’m just here talking to myself

The way it’s always been

You hit me hard, but I try to take it on the chin

and now I can’t help but wonder..

 

’Cuz where do good things go once they’re gone?

I guess you just let them pass on to the other side alone

And time goes by and then you forget

(It just feels like you never will)

And I hate the pain but I deal with it still

I deal with it still..

 

 

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