The Real Thing

The phone rings,

it's your voice.

You said how,

there's no choice.

your too cool, and i tour too much

how could this work, don't keep in touch.

with every line I write, I'm one closer to leaving

Forever was a joke, the joke was I believed it.

Alone, leave me alone.

Run.

Run from this world without me.

No streets left for us to sleep.

The doorstep where I'll leave my key.

I guess this is just goodbye...

Whoa, Run from this world without me.

Whoa, no streets left for us to sleep.

Whoa, The doorstep where I'll leave my key.

I guess this is just goodbye.

Would it, hurt less if I,

learn how to, deal with goodbye.

You're out late, and I never call,

what's left to say, smiles said it all.

my heart was so calloused,

I couldn't even feel it,

you're lies were so careless,

how could i have believed it? no.

Leave me alone.

Run.

Run from this world without me.

No streets left for us to sleep.

The doorstep where I'll leave my key.

I guess this is just goodbye...

Whoa, Run from this world without me.

Whoa, no streets left for us to sleep.

Whoa, The doorstep where I'll leave my key.

I guess this is just goodbye.

(GOODBYE!)

Run. Run from this world without me.

No streets left for us to sleep.

The doorstep where I'll leave my key.

I guess this is just goodbye...

Whoa, Run from this world without me.

Whoa, no streets left for us to sleep.

Whoa, The doorstep where I'll leave my key.

I guess this is just goodbye.