happy house (cmon get some)
hers to the days, the days were we still were young. the days we would drink. just to feel special about ourselves. and no one can possibly understand. and here i am years later...trying to convince myself that something has changed. that i am not the same. listening to the same words....theres a way out. but i'll never admit it. and i will change; just not today, today, the tape loop of our lives, am i still afraid, that i will change. in the mirror i see. i cant possibly see everything, everything i was afraid to be....and are you still running away from that night we spent drinking stolen wine. your lost earing. and i know you'll be better off without me. but that doesnt make me any happier....i cant remember who i am talking to. and i cant forget the way your heart jumps up and down.......just say you wont forget...i cant even tell the state i am in..you can never run away