Yeah, now I fucking get it what you meant
When you said moving as far as I can will change everything
I never understood it than but I understand it now
The options are slim-the placements perfect no one knows me here
And all those minutes I spent screaming at the wall.
Hoping maybe your picture could answer back
And sometimes yes sometimes I wish I didn't care.
Yes sometimes I wish I could never hear your voice.
Than maybe this would be easy-maybe this would be as simple
As the way I hurt you with out thought
Or reason without a shred of compassion…
And for the fuck ups I’m never coming home.
It’s so easy when there is someone else to blame,
But I see that same fucking face every fucking day.
I’m spending every second wishing I could take it all back
And you were so fucking different
This is the end
I never got it I never knew what you meant
You only appreciate someone when there fucking gone
And you kept drinking, until I didn’t exist
well I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m desperate
I’m sorry and for once I’m speechless.
Started in 1995, Bridge Nine is a label that specializes in hardcore punk, with close to 300 recordings in our catalog. Check us out and keep an eye out for updates!
