If Heaven is a place where the angels go. Well then, I got a story to tell. If Heaven is a place where the angels go. Then I guess you're going straight to Hell.
Now don't you be afraid. We can always talk about it. No need to medicate. cuz I know you're strong without it. You got me through the days. When I thought I couldn't face it.
No time for a suitcase, just grab a quick change of clothes. you ask where we're going now honey, well I'd tell ya but nobody knows. So sneak out the back door cause you know they'll try to make you stay.
So sick of the hobo's, always beggin' for change. I don't like how I gotta work, and they just sit around and get paid. I hate all of the people who can't drive their cars.
Please can I go home now, I can barely stay awake. But you sit there with your pride and kill us all.. You have so much fun now trying to bend me till I break.
A note by the door. Simply explains. It's all that remains. It's no wonder why. I have not slept in days. . The dust on the floor. Piled up from the years.
When I first saw you standing there. You know, it was a little hard not to stare. So nervous when I drove you home. I know being apart's a little hard to bear..