Gone

The billboards snicker in the valley
I stare back at em with my gamma rays
Maybe I'll go and start a fire
If they catch me they'll put me away
They used to say
He's got potential
Now I'm on my way to nowhere (no way)

Six more miles and I'm out of state
Five more ways I could've made my case
Four suitcases of reasons it went wrong
Got a three Ibuprofen headache
We're just two more people who didn't make it
Had one good thought in my head
But now it's gone.

The ashtray knows I'm alone
It's certainly seen its better days
I live and die by the phone
I live and learn and love my foolish ways
But who will save me on the day
Will no one try to save me?

Six more miles and I'm out of state
Five more ways I could've made my case
Four suitcases of reasons it went wrong
Got a three Ibuprofen headache
We're just two more people who didn't make it
Had one good thought in my head
But now it's gone.

One good reason for leaving
I'm not blind and you can't see
I'm just good at believing
Damn my sensitivity
I cant help it my heart bleeds
I'll be damned if I can help it...

Six more miles and I'm out of state
Five more ways I could've made my case
Four suitcases of reasons it went wrong
Got a three Ibuprofen headache
We're just two more people who didn't make it
Had one good thought in my head
But now it's gone.



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Benedict, William Moran, Jason Manns
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