Sitting here all alone has gotta be the worst pain I've ever endured
I just wanna go home, but all the pictures on the walls
I just want things to go back to how they were just last week
When we talked every day and played in the street
In the culdesac in front of your house
What's funny is you said you'd never leave my side
Then where are you now?
A phantom of what used to be
Sometimes, I think about where we would be now
Then I remember probably nowhere because
You broke my heart in two
After I poured it out to you