Another argument another fight,
Glass smashing in the night.
The cries the screams the whimpers the tears,
All because of our growing fears.
We've come to far to let it go,so we stay in our broken home.
Is it really worth all the harm and finding each other in another's arms?
It isn't you and it isn't me, it is the people we have caused each other to be.
So we fight another fight,and wake wake tomorrow like everything is alright.
But when night falls we both know it's time to cry over our broken home.

You have fallen down and gave up
You've lost your dreams and hope
Your faith and your love
You think you'll never make it,
That nobody cares.
You could die tomorrow and nobody would be there.
I believe in you no matter how confused you get.
Because believe it or not in the morning the sun will shine again.

The numbness and tingling
My mind starts to spin
My thoughts of you diminish as I open the bottle again.
Your face no longer appears,you're touch no longer lingers
I don't remember your name or the way you laced your fingers
But this bottle eases the pain and keeps me from calling you.
No reminder of the hell and trouble you put me through.
It has made it so easy to repair the damage you have caused.
So tonight I will be drinking until the last drop.

I miss seeing you smile,and hearing your laugh
You always enjoyed life,and everything you had
You choose a path I did not chose,so you left me behind
like there was nothing to loose.
You gave up on us for the sake of drugs,
No more watching you live or receiving your hugs.
I keeping praying one day you will come back,and give me the love
I seem to lack.
Until the time comes that you see clear, I want you to know I will always
be here.
So come back.