1 Through 8 Lyrics

well there's blood and empty
dreams somewhere along these broken streets
8 years of tears from promises
that they could never keep
so many hours of them telling you
what you should or shouldn't be
to go with endless nights of thinking
that it's all because of me
well do you remember how your
neighborhood looked before the fences went up
and did your neighbors know
how our family was at night
when the doors were shut

you know
trust is such a fragile thing
to watch rip apart and break
and it's so hard to cout the scars
that get left in it's wake
and it never seemed like silver
linings ever even existed
because all the self-doubt and
confusion left your dreams cracked and twisted

"there's a dead end in your path
boy, no you're never gettin' far"
and they'll tell ya that things
are never gettin' better then how they are
you know
trust is such a fragile thing
to watch wither away and die
and the scars run deep
through your old streets
you can see them in your eyes

and you wanna run
from all that s*** that's
wearing you away
and you tried to run
but you couldn't get past
your own front gate