Whenever I drive through your hometown.
I close my eyes and hope to crash.
But it’s in vain: my mind knows these roads. So I’ll commit to loneliness.
Sitting in the green room. This time though you’re gone. Taunted by the brick that we carved our initials on.
How can these surroundings still contain your scent? Every corner of this state brings it all back again.
I have lost you.
But you’re still a part of me. You’re still a part of me.
Can’t confront you.
Because you stole a part of me. We’ve stolen from each other.
Old friend.
Later that night you entered my dream. Eyes swollen shut.
I can’t hear what your saying.
I try to embrace but you fade away.
So I commit to loneliness.
How can these surroundings still contain your scent? Every corner of this state brings it all back again.
I have lost you.
But you’re still a part of me. You’re still a part of me.
Can’t confront you.
Because you stole a part of me. We’ve stolen from each other.
Old friend.
Every time that I visited here.
Wish those moments would soon disappear.
For every place where we left part of us - leave it there. Leave it there!
I have lost you.
But you’re still a part of me. You’re still a part of me.
Can’t confront you.
Because you stole a part of me. We’ve stolen from each other.
Old friend.