| My last week in this house
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| It’s been another year I guess
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| Maybe a little too much stress
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| But I’m not trying to complain too much
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| And I want to say goodbye
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| Before I leave in a few nights
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| I hope things are alright
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| But I realize it’ll never be the same again
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| I’ve given up
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| On everything that I have here
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| I’m jumping off (off the edge)
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| I wish you would confide in me
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| Before I leave this goddamn city, for good
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| My last chance to make things right
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| But I might have too much pride
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| I’m sick of getting tossed to the side
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| But I’m not trying to complain too much
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| And I want to say goodbye
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| Before I leave in a few nights
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| I hope things are alright
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| But I realize it’ll never be the same again |