Counting the hours counting the days you know that I miss you in a million ways.
Now I wait in the cold and this is getting old.
No more stories, no more lies take me off this ride.
When you see me in the hall I'll look at the wall.
By my actions you should know I'm going solo: going solo.
My friends try to tell me I didn't want to listen
Cause' I'm the kind of person gotta find out on my own
I gave you my heart you tore it apart But I'm coming back strong I know it was wrong.
Now I wait in the cold and this is getting old.
No more stories, no more lies take me off this ride.
When you see me in the hall I'll look at the wall.
By my actions you should know...
Now I wait in the cold and this is getting old.
No more stories, no more lies take me off this ride.
When you see me in the hall I'll look at the wall.
By my actions you should know I'm going solo: going solo.
Now I wait... wait in the cold and this is getting old.
No more stories, no more lies take me off this ride.
When you see me in the hall I'll look at the wall.
By my actions you should know...
Now I wait in the cold and this is getting old.
No more stories, no more lies take me off this ride.
When you see me in the hall I'll look at the wall.
By my actions you should know I'm going solo.