broken home

okay

it started late that night

punch after punch

i was running for my life

i was fourteen in a day dream

woke up in reality

it's all too real for me

she's on the floor

he's on the phone

can't help but feel that i broke this home

but i like to think there's a light at the end

yet i never really know when i'll see you again

they say

that pain comes and goes

hold on

to what makes you whole

yeah

so would you take me back?

tell me i'm a son that you wish you always had?

you know

the one that grew up and made you proud

instead i'm all alone and my thoughts surround me

telling myself just to take the blame

so i pick up the pieces

carry the shame

but i like to think there's a light at the end

yet i never really know when i'll see you again

they say

that pain comes and goes

hold on

to what makes you whole

i'm sick of the mistrust

i'm sick of the pain

i'm sick of the violence

it's never the same

so sick from the heartache i feel in my chest

i'm stuck in the past where i didn't exist

and since that day i never felt the same

i always thought about what i would change

and now i know there is no light at the end

i had to come to terms

i'll never see you again

they say

that pain comes and goes

hold on

to what makes you whole

it's this broken home

won't be one that i know

pain comes and goes

pain comes and goes

it's this broken home

won't be one that i know

pain comes and goes

pain comes and goes