A Taxi Ride Home

Never thought I’d,
hate all the things that I said,
and they’re running round and round in my head,

I can’t,
explain the way that I feel,
‘cause I know it’s not how everyone feels,

and I’m,
trying to figure out the words,
trying to get through all the hurt,

putting plasters on my scabs,
thinking about the times that we had,




And why did you have to go,
and why did you have to leave,
why didn’t I come running,
why didn’t I know,



And you left my heart,
broken on the floor,
and now I’m back for more,

You left my heart,
bleeding at the door,
and now I’m back for more,