a glass his the floor,
you can hear fighting through the door,
so you hold your pillow close,
and say that tonight it'll all be fine,
well then they,
they brake down the door into your room,
you see the tears in your mothers eyes,
is this were you want to be?
in the middle of this screaming fight,
you cant take it anymore,
so you loose it,
just let it go,
then brake free from all the lies,
that they told you,
just let it go,
cuz youll be fine on your own...


on your own