Gone
I know we haven't spoke in a long time now
But these months feel like years and all of my worst fears are coming to life
The world just seems to be crashing all around me
And you've packed your bags and gone
Are you even really there? Do you even really care
Or am I just talking to myself?
It's not that I've lost my faith in you
It's just that we can't relate to one another and I don't know what to do
It's not that I've lost my faith
It's just that I'm sick of feeling this way
There's dust on the shelves, there's a mess on the floor
And it feels like you don't come around here any more
Where did we go wrong? I don't know where I belong
I'm alone on this sinking ship and you're the rock that's caused the hole in the hull
It's not that I've lost my faith in you
It's just that we can't relate to one another and I don't know what to do
It's not that I've lost my faith
It's just that I'm sick of feeling this way
Come on, I need some consistency
You say that I'm a locked door when you're the one holding the key
I left a dozen voicemails on your answering machine
Either I've got the wrong number or you don't want to speak to me
I've screamed your name into the night until my throat filled up with blood
Now my windows are shut and my curtains drawn
You can knock this door all you want but no one's home
It's not that I've lost my faith in you
It's just that we can't relate to one another and I don't know what to do
It's not that I've lost my faith
It's just that I'm sick of feeling this way
I'm sick of feeling this way
I'm sick of feeling this way
But these months feel like years and all of my worst fears are coming to life
The world just seems to be crashing all around me
And you've packed your bags and gone
Are you even really there? Do you even really care
Or am I just talking to myself?
It's not that I've lost my faith in you
It's just that we can't relate to one another and I don't know what to do
It's not that I've lost my faith
It's just that I'm sick of feeling this way
There's dust on the shelves, there's a mess on the floor
And it feels like you don't come around here any more
Where did we go wrong? I don't know where I belong
I'm alone on this sinking ship and you're the rock that's caused the hole in the hull
It's not that I've lost my faith in you
It's just that we can't relate to one another and I don't know what to do
It's not that I've lost my faith
It's just that I'm sick of feeling this way
Come on, I need some consistency
You say that I'm a locked door when you're the one holding the key
I left a dozen voicemails on your answering machine
Either I've got the wrong number or you don't want to speak to me
I've screamed your name into the night until my throat filled up with blood
Now my windows are shut and my curtains drawn
You can knock this door all you want but no one's home
It's not that I've lost my faith in you
It's just that we can't relate to one another and I don't know what to do
It's not that I've lost my faith
It's just that I'm sick of feeling this way
I'm sick of feeling this way
I'm sick of feeling this way
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Writer(s): Stephen Mark Bogard, Joshua Scott Carter, Zachary Edward Carter
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