Broken Road Goodbye

(ahhhh) Another cold morning,

the paint is peeling

I'm staring at the cracks up on the ceiling

No room to breathe inside this empty shell

Just waiting for the tolling of the bell

And it's getting so heavy to hold

The fire is burning out

cold

Ending it all

so quick,

no time to look back

Fading away

to grey, fading to black (no looking back)

A sudden static on the radio dial

I haven't felt a spark in quite a while

It's easier to let the anchor drop

To let the spinning world just stop

Ending it all

so quick,

no time to look back

Fading away

to grey, fading to black (yeahhh)

So quick... (ahhhh)