Grew up in a small town running away
Hide in the corner avoiding the pain
Theres the place where I wash away
Every sadness come from a place called home
Wonder why my parents fighting again
Stupid things aint making sense
Whats the point of holding on
For some kind of reason for a whole
They try not to spill it out
saying every hurtful words
using every words as a weapon
Right in the middle of the heart
How many times Ive tried to stop the fight
Holding one side watching her shed the tears
Im scared inside Its hard for me to end it up the fight
How many times Ive seen her broken inside
Trying to hide inside avoid the fight
Im scared inside Its hard for me to end it up the fight
Youre saying the things will be alright
Its only a matter of the time
Maybe when were growing up
Every things will be alright
Wonder why my parents fighting again
Stupid things aint making sense
Whats the point of holding on
For some kind of reason for a whole
They try not to spill it out
saying every hurtful words
using every words as a weapon
Right in the middle of the heart
How many times Ive tried to stop the fight
Holding one side watching her shed the tears
Im scared inside Its hard for me to end it up the fight
How many times Ive seen her broken inside
Trying to hide inside avoid the fight
Im scared inside Its hard for me to end it up the fight