I find a place where we escape
Take you with me for the space
The city buzz sounds just like a fridge
I walk the streets through seven bars
I have to find just where you are
The faces seem to blur
They're all the same
Half the time the world is ending
Truth is I am done pretending
-Love remains the same, Gavin Rossdale
I don`t know why,
But at times I wish you were here.
Its getting kind of hard to continue pretending that it doesn`t hurt as much.
At times, I wish I didn`t have to do so.
If I could take back what I said,
Cos truth is, its hurting me once more.