The light of the truth can be harsh to those who’ve been in the dark.
I am coming home to you with my own blood in my mouth.
And I am coming home to you if it’s the last thing that I do.
And I was in love….now I’m just hanging out. ...
It wasn’t part of the plan…..what was I suppose to do?...
....but run, run, run….
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map