Waves seem to be crashing high. Water is rough; tide is low. I came back to smooth out a lie. I traveled the world; I’ve got nothing to show. You’ve showed me the best side of lost. And just how much loosing costs.

Flip a coin to decide who’s gone, and who’s not coming back. I wish we both could come back. But someone’s got to go. Someone’s got to go. It won’t be me, that’s all I know.

To see you waiting there, hurts so much more then you’ll ever know. To feel you hug me like all well, hurts more then you’ll ever know. One thing’s for sure, I won’t be the one to go, at least I don’t think so.

A few good laughs for old times sake; A few good cries to keep me awake. A few good “I wish it still was” to keep my hope alive; one more night so that I survive.

Flip a coin to decide who’s gone, and who’s not coming back. I wish we both could come back. But someone’s got to go. Someone’s got to go. It won’t be me, that’s all I know.

It’s been a few years, and too many tears, a few too many beers, the gain of some fears. “Well, we were young and we were stupid,” isn’t that what we say, to try and save something within our souls.

Made up, fake and overdone, is how I’ve learned to view everyone. Something happens when I look at you, that makes me want to breathe again. And I feel so alive.