Spilling the ink on a dirty floor
Fearing the lock on the basement door
The radio plays an old grunge song
Telling me where it all went wrong

Shadows on the wall, they know my name
Playing a dead and forgotten game
Clutching the remnants of who I was
Drowning the noise just because

The ceiling is low and the air is thick
The clock on the counter is sounding quick
No time to fix what we left behind
No space to heal in a crowded mind

Shadows on the wall, they know my name
Playing a dead and forgotten game
Clutching the remnants of who I was
Drowning the noise just because

Just because
It's gone