You don't come around anymore.

I'm broken down on the floor.

And I will not be ignored.

No I will not be ignored.

I'll clench my jaw until it breaks.

The words that make my stomach ache.

I'm falling dead at the gate.

I'm falling dead at the gate.



Bad weather follows me like a stray.

It takes a lot for me to feel okay.

And I just don't feel the same.



I found my way home again.

I need some help to feel again.

The words I thought I'd never say.

I usually push them away.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Always feeling left behind.

Please don't make me spend the night by myself.

I don't think I have the strength to try.

I haven't been myself these last few nights.

Sick of feeling dead inside.



Bad Weather follows me like a stray.

It takes a lot for me to feel okay.

And I just don't feel the same.

and it hurts to be replaced.



Bad Weather follows me like a stray.