The Real Thing (The Years Gone By)

The phone rings, it's your voice. You said how, there's no choice. your too cool, and i tour too much how could this work, don't keep in touch. with every line I write, I'm one closer to leaving Forever was a joke, the joke was I believed it. Alone, leave me alone. Run. Run from this world without me. No streets left for us to sleep. The doorstep where I'll leave my key. I guess this is just goodbye... Whoa, Run from this world without me. Whoa, no streets left for us to sleep. Whoa, The doorstep where I'll leave my key. I guess this is just goodbye. Would it, hurt less if I, learn how to, deal with goodbye. You're out late, and I never call, what's left to say, smiles said it all. my heart was so calloused, I couldn't even feel it, you're lies were so careless, how could i have believed it? no. Leave me alone. Run. Run from this world without me. No streets left for us to sleep. The doorstep where I'll leave my key. I guess this is just goodbye... Whoa, Run from this world without me. Whoa, no streets left for us to sleep. Whoa, The doorstep where I'll leave my key. I guess this is just goodbye. (GOODBYE!) Run. Run from this world without me. No streets left for us to sleep. The doorstep where I'll leave my key. I guess this is just goodbye... Whoa, Run from this world without me. Whoa, no streets left for us to sleep. Whoa, The doorstep where I'll leave my key. I guess this is just goodbye.