lights out in the house of the rising sun

the truth is.
i'm not sure of where my heart is
see this girl
had it a long time ago.
and didn't ever tell me where it went.
though i'm not complaining yet,
i just would like to move on
paper mache confidence
mixed feelings and drinks.
i can't drown my worst feeling out.
water logged with love
or a lack thereof.
i'm always in a rush to nowhere inparticular
i'm feeling out my own end
can't compress all these thoughts into words
and you just aren't you anymore.
can't seem to pull everything together
probably because i don't know where anything is.
i need to know why i'm here
i'm a boy who's lost his sense of home.
i want all my old friends back
tombstone.