I watch the hours one by one
I know where I keep the gun

My minds telling me to just leave
While I wear my heart on my sleeve

I know I can't hide
The depression pulling like a tide

I know I can let it win
But I can't just sin

I am forced to deal with what is real
For this is too strong what I feel

I have searched high and low
While I'm trying to let go

I'm just a runaway
I care about what they say
I have a deep deep scare
But I made it this far

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