Carry On
(Brian Bortoli)
It's 2 AM in bed and thoughts run thru her head
She's never been alone and rarely stayed at home
She's always out with him; the nights would never end
All alone at school looking like a fool, where's her boyfriend at; she's nothing without that
What are they gonna say?
You wonder what it's like to be cool
Well no one here will ever lie to you…
It's time you carry on from all those games you play and all those things you’ve ever said that brings me back to why I don't wanna go home
Back to all this anguish, back to those simple days in May
All which led to reasons why I don't wanna go home
She had to get away and just the other day I saw her at a show, I never thought she'd go
She looked so innocent; I knew what this had meant
Then she grabbed my hand and out the door we ran
She took me to her car and wanted to go far
She really was fucked up…
You wonder what it's like to be cool
Well no one here will ever lie to you…
It's time you carry on from all those games you play and all those things you've ever said that brings me back to why I don't wanna go home
Back to all this anguish, back to those simple days in May
All which led to reasons why I don't wanna go home
We lay here in this mess of a battlefield of reaching for endings and misunderstandings for what we used to call a road that we'd walk on back to home
A thought for every shattered memory we’d mend with a blank stare in hopes that we'd get there and now regrets have fallen into eyes far away
And you wonder what it's like to be cool
Well no one here will ever lie to you…
'Cause it's time you carry on from all those games you play and all those things you've ever said that brings me back to why I don't wanna go home
Back to all this anguish, back to those simple days in May
All which led to reasons why I don't wanna go home
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