Road to Nowhere
Road to Nowhere
by Bullet for my Valentine
It’s so weird. How long ago doesn’t matter now…a few years back, I’d made a hard decision. It was the kind of decision you make when a potential relationship presents itself that looks completely like a fast road to a not-so-quiet grave. So when I said no, it never occurred to me that she saw “us” me as a way to break away from living in a bottle, rather than my impression that it was an invitation to spend the rest of our days looking through tequila-stained glasses. Of course, after pushing away from the relationship, we rarely spoke, and when we did she was harsh. It hurt to end such a long relationship/friendship (we’d met in college), but it hurt even more about a year later, when we’d found out she’d taken her life. Why doesn’t matter. What matters is this ominous feeling that I could have helped more, I could have not been oblivious, I could have not been such a hardass, I could have been the rope she needed to pull herself out of the rut she was in, rather than the rope she’d use to end it.
-T
Tired and lonely still we stand
On a road to nowhere
Trapped in a world of endless days,
My engine’s stalling (Road to nowhere)
Body and mind are breaking down
On a road to nowhere
Destiny silent, hear no sound
As I wait forever.
Farewell, I’ll miss you
I’m sick of these good byes
‘Cause it tore us apart right from the start
I miss you
Feelings have failed me
Left me cold
On this road to nowhere
(Road to Nowhere)
Dreams are my saviors,
Save me now,
‘Cause I know I’m fallin’ (Oh yes)
Farewell, I’ll miss you
I’m sick of these good byes
‘Cause it tore us apart right from the start
I miss you
Candles burn slowly,
Flames shine so brightly
Light in the darkness,
Save me from madness again
Only the lonely,
could possibly know me
Heat keeps on rising,
Fire engulfs me again
KEEPS ON RISING
Farewell, I’ll miss you
I’m sick of these good byes
‘Cause it tore us apart right from the start
I miss you
Farewell, I’ll miss you
I’m sick of these good byes
‘Cause it tore us apart right from the start
I miss you
Good words, Brother.
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