The laughter is gone. The crying' is over. And I'm not losin' sleep anymore. The walls are all bare. The closet's half empty. The phone doesn't ring like before.
I never saw the end in sight, fools are kinda blind. Thought everything was going all right, but I was running out of time. 'Cause you have one foot out the door, I swear I didn't see.
It's hard describing a heartache. All because it's a one of a kind of thing. A serious injury. And a whole lot of endless pain. If it was a storm. I'd compare to a hurricane.