i don't wanna waste my tears
drinking never faced the pain
i'm trying to classify them years
every road don't lead to rome
sweating in my sheets again
sleeping bout the love we both had
won't confuse my luck with your blessings
ever since you left i've been a nomad
every road don't lead to rome
is there appeal when i'm complaining?
it's therapy not hearing your voice
like it's sunny outside when it's raining
every road don't lead to rome
every road don't lead to rome