Texty: Throw The Fight. In Pursuit Of Tomorrow. Weakest Hour.

In my weakest hour I was waiting for a sign
Something to help me through the sleepless nights, help me through
In my
darkest hour I had given up on life
So close to never waking up again
the emptiness it never ends | Bury me, lead me to an
early grave tonight, I don?t want to hold on like this
Where did you go when I was bleeding? Lying on the floor
Where did you
go when I was reaching for you? Reaching
Where did you go when I was bleeding?
Where did you go when I was reaching for
you?
In my weakest hour I chose alcohol instead of sharing my heart with the only one that ever really loved me all this time
When I tried to hate me I know you were standing there
but I was wrapped up in my own regret, I?m sorry that it came to this
The loneliness and heartache that I?ve felt, it tears apart my dream of waking up so
Bury me lead me to an early grave tonight, bury
me lead me tonight
Where did you go when I was bleeding? Lying on the floor
Where did you go when I was reaching for you?
Reaching
Where did you go when I was bleeding?
Where did you go when I was reaching for you?
There?s always something
more
hold on until tomorrow
There?s always something more
with laughter there is sorrow
There?s always something more
there?s always someone waiting at your door
Where did you go when I was bleeding? Bleeding
Where did you go when I was
reaching?
When I was reaching