the long winding road

holding on in stasis to the past
why cant things and people that feel right
ever fucking last they are weak minded
i am strong willed hard headed
destined for nothing and no where really
i miss the laughter and the fun
when winter come i miss the sun
im cold inside deadened by harsh realities
if we could just survive the hard times
cause when theyre good theyre very good
but i never think what i should
but my gut never lies thats what we say
well my gut says youre my forever
no matter how bad it hurts
but my conscious mind
says alisha your just being kind
to you to him doesnt much matter
getting depressed and fatter
kill yourself or kill them in the end its still
you and only you that dies
when i met you i said man this is gonna hurt
but i was willing to withstand anything
as long as for right then youd be my man
but now i know the differance between
getting hurt and real pain
how not feeling you are
drives me insane