Forgotten

a passing moment a missed connection
something gone before you ever knew you could grasp it
a fragile mindset teetering on a hilltop
built of stones of regret over a sea of broken glass
pass the whiskey it's almost morning
I'm tired of wasting time and I'm tired of being lonely
put a curse on my house
cause Im such a mess I can't do anything myself these days
and I'd rather be lost here than forgotten
and I'd rather be lost here than forgotten
I sold my picket fences to secondhand shops
wasted memories thrown them to the junkyard
bastardized this life and turned it into rubble
and I don't know where to run
that I haven't run before
its easier said than done
with years of failed attempts to balance the ups and downs, cause
I'd rather be lost here than forgotten
and I'd rather be lost here than forgotten
drifting thru the ocean
of self medication shaking bones in cracked skin
give me another reason
to get out of my bed besides the coffee in the morning
I might be a coward
I might be an idol
depends on where you're standing on the road that I traveled
bastardized this life
turned it to trash
ran out of cash
and I'm just a vagrant in my own living hell
but darlin' you know me too well
'cause I'd rather be lost here than forgotten
and I'd rather be lost here than forgotten
and I'd rather be lost here than forgotten
and I'd rather be lost here than forgotten