You Were My Home

South through the mountains of PA

Every other Friday was a 6 hour drive

I could see the orange horizon

To you I was driving on cloud 9

You would wait for me

Down in south jersey in that home I used to call mine

I'da sailed the seven seas

Make my own skin bleed

Just to hold you for one night

You used to be the cure for me

Turn my nightmares into dreams

Now this bed only has one side

I aint wrote a love song

In who knows how long, probably never will

I always wake up crying

Wishing I was dying, Ill just take another pill

Im still deleting

Photos with meaning, memory wants to kill

Would you have run through burning flames

Made yourself feel pain

Just to hold me for one night

Didn't I love so true

Bring out the best in you

Or was I just a pastime

Another medication

Therapy session, or ill make my own skin bleed

You were my home

My life will be spent alone, sailing the seven seas

350 miles just to see you smile

Wasn't that fucking enough

South through the mountains of PA

Every other Friday, was a 6 hour drive

I could see the orange horizon

To you I was driving, on cloud 9