The Real Thing

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.