i've been sitting around for days
thinking of the things i've done
filled to the brim with remorse
all the nights, and all the suns
the passing time, your shoulder blades
the way they slumped
with all that weight
and the burdens that we carry
were nothing
compared to the taste of the west
freedom calls
american dreams
and our black lungs
say goodbye to those who wait
take the chance and leave today
i'll leave today.
all the places that you've been
will soon be forgotten
taken back by what we lost
hope the end is worth the cost
we've wasted years
i've wasted time
the way he looked at me at night
i was the one once before
now i'm the welcome mat at your front door
and i just want more.