Tear-Stained Streets

Every f**king place I go-
holds a memory to show-
myself that youre really gone-
somewhere I do not belong...
Again, the choice I made was wrong

I drag myself down haunted streets
paved with brittle memories,
remembering is pain for me,
every goddamn breath I take
keeps my weary mind awake

Well, too bad, these days are spent,
too fast, the sun, it came and went,
the weight is gone but my back is bent,
I lost the laughter that you lent...

The light is dead, everything a dark hue,
I want to move on, forget the day with you,
but I cant help wondering, do you feel this too?
I cant help wondering, will the day stay blue?

In every f**king thing I see-
a couple smiling back at me-
a couple is great company-
I was part of this party
you were the only thing real to me

I drag myself through tear-stained streets,
memories crunching beneath my feet,
I know this road, it shall repeat,
even when I fall asleep,
youre the reason these streets weep...