Lights On, Cars Gone and the house empty.
Bank bill with no credit card, no cash money but the pain hits me like.
Telling me to let it go, but the pain so cold like the white snow.
Even if i had to run with a gun in the backseat load when i shoot shoot shoot, 5 bullets in the back.
See the brain hurts like mind blow
Pain hurts like my soul and you got a dark heart like ice cold.
So where were you when i was lyin in the bed trying to figure out why I'm lying in the bed cryin huh
Now im in the back tryin to end my huh