your clothes were stolen this is a coastal town that they forgot to close down Armagedon - come armagedon come armagedon come Everyday is like Sunday Everyday
: I know that you, you are busy living your own life I can?t make you, make you give me all of your time But I just wish it could be like it was yesterday
: Feels like I?m going through the motions in the dark In a world that leaves me with an uninspired heart All I know is I?m so tired Living life I
: Last week you said you'd never do this to me but now im sitting here wondering why im on the shelf again i know you wanna get closer to me but i dont
: She came over last night and said she wanted to talk But I didn't think she seemed herself She wore my favorite blue shirt and tonight I knew I didn
: Yesterday, I could not feel this Today I?m sick of trying To live like I can live on my own This world around me is suffocating But I keep forgetting
: God only knows what's going on inside of me This world revolves around everything that's not meant to be These prison walls are closing fast It's do
: You, you thought you had enough Because it got a little hard It wouldn?t go away Did you think You could do it yourself Wish I knew what to say It
: You go, you say it all was easy Nothing?s wrong it?s all fine Except for that everything?s wrong I didn?t mean to be the one To make you think about
: Here we go, on this road, And we're not looking back We're just looking ahead. I could see why you'd think I'd want to be like you And you know that
: You know how sometimes you meet somebody Who changes your life But then after awhile you forget how you thought About what changed everything Tell
now you're gone There's an empty place in my heart without my Anna it will break apart it wont heal it never fades away I will think about you everyday
: She walks along, trying to find a way out She doesn?t know what to do, wants to do it herself She doesn?t see what she could be If only she could see
: Once again the sunrise ends your day I can?t come over All you want is silence anyway But your tears are beautiful The couch is stained from your make
: I?m sitting here again Another Sunday morning Trying to figure out just who to be I can?t keep going on like this I?ve got to break away Whoah, Whoah
: God, I never saw this coming Did you see this coming around So tired of my self, so tired of feeling like I let You down Have the angels take a message
: Some days he feels like a porcupine with a heart of gold everybody loves him but they can?t get close at least that?s what he?s told he?s a lost boy
: Here I am again by myself in this room And I stare at the ceiling like the others The door closed, the light out, the window open The blinds shudder
