The lies you told
They were unspoken
The love you showed
That was just token
Now all that's left is just the memory of your face
Not a trace around here of all the gravity
The babes in the crib
Now we would make sweet love
We can just live
But baby that's not enough
Now all that's left is just a flicker of a trace
I can't face another night of depravity
You just hit and run
I'll just take this gun
Please just tell our son
I had to face my last taste of reality
No more to be said
Been walking a thin line
Gun to my head
I'm leaving this world behind
And all that's left is just the memories I embrace
Now I face my last taste of reality
You just hit and run
And I'll just take this gun
Please just tell our son
I had to face my last taste of reality
I had to face my last taste of reality
