I'll start this conversation. You were always known to choke on the words you say but still you pray that we can work this out. Your days are numbered
If this is all we know then I'm walking out that door tonight, and I'm heading in a new direction. The path of life has shown me things I don't wanna
I intend to drive through the night And wonder if I'm ever not on your mind. I wrote a song for you so shout out every line. Well, I think it's time
Back and forth we always take our time growing up, not knowing what's at stake before we change. So give me a chance and I'll take it, make it or break
This is a call for all the wasted days, and things I forgot to say; like you bring me down. I'll drag myself along, but I won't pray, because that
