Where do we go from here? It was hanging so late by one last thread. It’s always too cold outside when it’s another night by yourself. Drudging with regret, side by side let’s pretend we never met. You quit your broken life and you’re trailing behind to find what’s left. It’s always a dead end road when you end up there by yourself. Chalk it up to another life lesson that there’s no reason why we’d forget. Habit tells us sit and wait through the sadness, but nothing ever gives you regret. I can’t, I won’t, I don’t know why I’m here beside the fact that I can hear what’s in my head It’s been screaming with me everyday.