I wake up every morning
my hair in tangles
bags from the night before
pull the curtains and squint at the light
thinking about our fight
can't remember what it was about
honestly don't care
i comb my hair real quick
and hit the door on the way out

well im walking on this road
watching things pass left and right
my friends
my family
my love
my life
then i stop and stand in the middle
will someone please hit me?
wake me from this dream?
Or just kill me now
put me out of this pain
of watching the memories
all along this road

i gasp my can of cola
and break it up with a flip
walking down the street
talking to my shadow along the way
cross the road with out a glance
almost hit by a honda
they honk and i flip them off
i didn't care that i almost died
or that they saved my life
just keep sipping from my can
continue walking through all the people of this city

well im walking on this road
watching things pass left and right
my friends
my family
my love
my life
then i stop and stand in the middle
will someone please hit me?
wake me from this dream?
Or just kill me now
put me out of this pain
of watching the memories
all along this road

at a local cafe i stare into space
i should know who i am by now
but lately i have no clue
days fly by and nothing from them
just drunken nights
and loveless fights
i pay for my coffee and disappear in the crowd

on my way home
to talk to the only person i ever loved
i run into an old friend
she says "hey, hold on and grab some coffee with me"
i say "i'm sorry sweetie, i have to talk to someone back home"
Nonsense she says and drags me back into the cafe
many cups later the girl walks by
glances in the window
i catch her eyes
dripping with hurt all around
i scream her name as she finds her way
through the endless crowd

well im walking on this road
watching things pass left and right
my friends
my family
my love
my life
then i stop and stand in the middle
will someone please hit me?
wake me from this dream?
Or just kill me now
put me out of this pain
of watching the memories
all along this road

place my key in the door
and i just know somethings not right
it creeks open
and i see nothing
but my table from college
and an old chair from my child days
toss my keys on the table
wash my face in the bathroom
look up and see the note
reading "No more, Goodbye"
note in hand i fall to the floor
babe im sorry
talking to it like she was in front of me

i grab my overcoat and walk down the street
i'm gonna turn it all around
she's everything to me
well days go by and i give up hope
i run into her in that lil old cafe
and i grab her by the shoulders
look her in the eyes
and say Baby come back home
she stares blankly
before saying
"Boy, been through alot with you
first i ever said i love you too
but lately you're not who you been these past years
and until you find who you are
boy i don't know you
let alone love you."
she breezes past me and out the door
and although my hearts in two
i know she's right

well im walking on this road
watching things pass left and right
my friends
my family
my love
my life
then i stop and stand in the middle
will someone please hit me?
wake me from this dream?
Or just kill me now
put me out of this pain
of watching the memories
all along this road
along this road
this road...