make your way,
down the face,
of everything we know,
go so far,
see other places,
and other people i wont know about
and we're in deep,
let it out small,
didn't you hear?
its all my fault again,
i know why,
no one else knows,
why i am,
all alone again
make it sound so good,
that i might be right,
and i walk home into the night,
outside my house,
and outside my mind,
no matter what i say,
we're never right
and we're in deep,
let it out small,
didn't you hear?
its all my fault again,
i know why,
no one else knows,
why i am,
all alone again
again...
