Our love was volatile and weird.
All I thought as I hopped the Greyhound was,
"Get me the fuck outta here."I ran
I ran away from you.
Packed my tears and all my fears.
I had nothing better to do.Mommy,
Mommy, I know you know the truth.
I'm sorry that you're heartbroken.
Now, all I am is missing you.
And, when I left
I dropped a trail of candy hearts,
Hoping you would wait for me...
I just want, to come home tonight.
This is the story of my life.One week,
Shouldn't have even been one day.
I am calling from a payphone,
Twenty three hundred miles away.
Bad things I can not even say.
If not for the kindness of strangers,
I would not be alive today.
Songwriters
HOPKINS, BETH NICOLE / MCCARVELL, DOUGPublished by
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