Goodbye old friend.
You've been running forever and now you're going back.
Never to return.
To bring back what I've earned.
Have I made myself clear?
I kind of wanted you to know that this moon is bright enough for me and you.
Contradicting your blue eyes and setting me to darker skies.
I kind of wanted you to know that this room is dark enough to see no use.
Blessed eyes with ugly lies leading me straight to you.
Applying for security. Cash in hand to burn it like a lamb.
It's understood that giving up hurts.
And like this wound you will heal and find your own way back home.
Turning in for night to hide your broken lover's life.
You will find your way.
Burn it down, the home in which you grew.
Throw it all away in hopes to live one more day.
In hopes to find your groove (muse). Now its your move.
It's understanding that what happens tonight can't control you.
Run for the hillside. They'll be searching for more lies in your eyes.
If I find you're a part of this, I'm never coming back.
Depart for the front lines with lies in our eyes.
It's your new conviction.
A blurry sky, defeated lights.
You're unreasonable.