you lock the bedroom door and cried so i can hear it. i sat infront that door but you were never really near me. you said, i said we´ll never leave this behind forever you said i´ll see you in the morning and you let me standing there. we were dreaming about something new, a story worth to tell. and after all i know what to do, run away.
choose your favorite sweater and pack it in your bag let´s leave the rest behind and never look back.
it´s all about the stories you´ll be able to tell. no excuses and no sorrys will heal the wounds erase the pain. what if after all you look back on ashes and bricks and it scares you to death, this was the life you lived.