I look down at my lap I wonder if they'll miss me
I set it on the table And take another shot of Wiskey
Its calm in the house they're all still in bed
Time to writie the good-bye note Off the top of my head:
Dear Family,
I wont get in your way.
You'll never have to hear again,
The bullshit I have to say
Dad, I tryed to make you proud
And be a son to you
I tryed to be a man so young
But what did you want me to do?
Mom, I'm sorry
But you were never there
I know you love me mom
But it seemed like you didn't care
Im tired of the bullshit
You ditch and complain
And I listen when you do
In hopes you'll do the same
But it never happened
So I carry all the weight
I guess this is good-bye
Maybe its my fate.
I quick sign of my name
A thought of the beatings
And the lies I know are true
I hear the cab pull up
And the drive gives a beep
I grab the train ticket
And hop in the back seat
As the cab pulls away
I only shed a tear
I can't tell them where I'm going
But I'll call them when I'm there
In a silent house
On an empty street
A mother awakes in bed
The morning there to meet
As she makes breakfast
She turns on the news
Finds the note on the table
And hopes it isn't true
But the sad part of the story
Is on the TV live
They report a Train derail,
Where no ones found alive
I set it on the table And take another shot of Wiskey
Its calm in the house they're all still in bed
Time to writie the good-bye note Off the top of my head:
Dear Family,
I wont get in your way.
You'll never have to hear again,
The bullshit I have to say
Dad, I tryed to make you proud
And be a son to you
I tryed to be a man so young
But what did you want me to do?
Mom, I'm sorry
But you were never there
I know you love me mom
But it seemed like you didn't care
Im tired of the bullshit
You ditch and complain
And I listen when you do
In hopes you'll do the same
But it never happened
So I carry all the weight
I guess this is good-bye
Maybe its my fate.
I quick sign of my name
A thought of the beatings
And the lies I know are true
I hear the cab pull up
And the drive gives a beep
I grab the train ticket
And hop in the back seat
As the cab pulls away
I only shed a tear
I can't tell them where I'm going
But I'll call them when I'm there
In a silent house
On an empty street
A mother awakes in bed
The morning there to meet
As she makes breakfast
She turns on the news
Finds the note on the table
And hopes it isn't true
But the sad part of the story
Is on the TV live
They report a Train derail,
Where no ones found alive
m speechless...nice work
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