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There are tears on your pillow You've been crying in bed all night long You're just as sad as the willow That's been growing outside of your room Oh yeah you wish you'd taken chances Just like everyone else in the world All that is left is the sadness What remains is the lingering guilt Time seems to pass you by As if you gave up without a try Seems like you're lost, wandering around, Trying to find some solid ground No destination No destination So now you work down at the stripmall Where you started out when you were young You always stay 'till the last call Yeah you like your shots bitter and strong Simple as that, just a good time No need to worry about anything else Letras de cancionesThe front of your shirt, spells whatever More or less it's describing yourself Highschool won't come again Not quite the promise you were back then Seems like you're lost, wandering around, Trying to find some solid ground No destination No destination From Letras Mania