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To the sound of rock-n-roll on the radio
I sit alone in my car on the open road
Nobody was home
Just silence from my phone
the television didn't entertain
the kitchen was hardly used
there wasn't much appreciation to obtain
the house was been abused

I took a few clothes
and drove down a few blocks more this time
I had too many con's
and the reasoning for staying just ain't worth wasting this life
why waste the time?
why should I stay?

my job was getting easy, no dreams
wishful thinking filled me before I could finish my coffee
my life was like a worn out seam
I had no emotion, no more softie
no friends came around
I couldn't stay grounded

I ran
I ran
I ran

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