lying in my bed at night with what is left and what is right board up the windows and lock the doors this used to be the world i know but now there s nothing left to show all i want is to walk away what can i do where will i go what can i say and who will i know where will they be who knows cause everybody went crazy while i was away what ever happened and what can i say to them they are my friends but i won t wait till the end of time it s tiring waiting to begin i try so hard but never win like jam on too much bread i m spread so thin i ve seen so many up and go with lessons learned and stories told and i ll pack my bags and hit the road and when you get there you ll be out there on your own it s who you re with not where you are that takes you home running away leaving today nothing to say