Letras: Catch 22. Washed Up. Leaving.

I'm leaving here today. I'm gonna go real far away from here. I'm gonna find a girl like the one I met in high school. But she's not gonna get away this time. I'm gonna keep her by my side. Not gonna lose my grip on you. I'm gonna somehow make it through this time. Not gonna fuck up like I did back then. Maybe I'll even fall in love again. (chorus) And when I try to make things right. I always seem to lose the fight. Can't seem to hold on to my life. So I go on through the pain. That's why I'm leaving here today. Won't make it any other way. Cigarettes & sleep are the only things that keep me from losing my mind maybe in time you'll know that. Without you I am nothing I have always acted blind. I'm never coming home because you left me all alone last night and you never even showed up in the morning. And so I try to find a way to hold it in. I guess you win this time. Good friends are hard to find. (repeat chorus)