I came home late one night,
Couldn’t find my key, tried knocking on the door,
I could see the bedroom light,
It went out, heard footsteps on the floor.
Kicked it in a bout of rage,
Couldn’t feel the pain, couldn’t think any more,
Walked in with a gun in my face,
Can’t believe that I never knew the score.
When the people that you love are gone, you’re alone.
I’m sorry my existence isn’t very noble.
Grief changes shape, but it always goes on.
You can’t fight the march of lies, it goes on and on and on.
It goes on
Walking through the streets in the dark,
Heard a car, turned to see who was there.
Whatever happened to a person’s heart?
Years ago they’d never even dare.
Broke my arm with a tire iron,
Broke their teeth with a boot to the face,
Decided to run like their car was on fire,
Felt like I was just walking in place.
When the people that you love are gone, you’re alone.
I’m sorry my existence isn’t very noble.
Grief changes shape, but it always goes on.
You can’t fight the march of lies, it goes on and on and on.
It goes on
I guess that the fault is all mine,
I never knew that I could do that at all,
Guess they didn’t think I’d have the spine,
Well, I guess they’ll have a hard time to recall.
Can’t go back to the daily grind,
I got a few more hours to fill,
Wonder what was going through their mind,
When they realized that they were mine to kill.
When the people that you love are gone, you’re alone.
I’m sorry my existence isn’t very noble.
Grief changes shape, but it always goes on.
You can’t fight the march of lies, it goes on and on and on.
It goes on
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