Texty:
Nickelback The Long Road

? I wish you'd unclench your fists And unpack your suitcase Lately there's been too much of this But don't think it's too late Nothin's wrong Just as long

Hands on the mirror, can't get much clearer Can't make this all go away Now that you're bleeding, you stare at the ceiling And watch as it all fades away

Left on an eastbound train Gone first thing this morning Why is what's best for you? Always the worst thing for me When am I gonna learn? Why 'cause

Believe it or not, everyone have things that they hide Believe it or not, everyone keep most things inside Believe it or not, everyone believe in something

Feeling fine Let's rip out yours instead of mine And all you need Are several ways to watch me bleed Well, thanks for stopping this beating in my chest

It's getting late I haven't seen my date So tell me when the boys get here It's seven o'clock and I want to rock Want to get a belly full of beer My

: Left on an eastbound train Gone first thing this morning Why is what's best for you Always the worst thing for me? When am I gonna learn? Why '

: Hands on the mirror Can't get much clearer Can't make this all go away Now that you're bleeding You stare at the ceiling Watch as it all fades away

: There's clothes all over the floor I don't remember them being there before The smell of perfume isn't here Why's there lipstick on the mirror Still