I've been waiting, for the soft and dullish whisper.
Hearing it all makes the hair run from my neck.
I can assume that you'll forget.
Something tells me I fell back a step.
One step forward two steps back, again.
All my friends are smoking cigarettes, allll I can do is whipser my regrets.
God bless Holly Lord knows she's been well.
Sleep deprived and always scared as hell.
All you had to say was you were dead, or left me doubting anything you speak.
All my love, it got in the way.
Luck runs short when bills are left unpaid.
I am one step short of taking names ohhhh.
Everyone we loved has gone away