Video The Way To Nowhere de Alec Benjamin 2024 Pop Lyrics

Alec Benjamin - The Way To Nowhere Lyrics

She's on her way to work
Her heart is wearing thin
The tattoos leave a mark
From everywhere she's been
Cause she's never in one place
She takes it on the chin
Now tears are welling up
And they are rushing down her skin
While she's pushing trough the door
She hides behind a grin
But no one really knows how sad
She feels within
Oh, oh
Life goes on, put a sad song on

She's tryna go the distance
But she's running out of love
It doesn't make a difference
No it's never quite enough
Buys chocolate bars and magazines
The things that make her smile
But she falls down, down, down
She's on her way back to work at 7
When the morning sun is up
She goes home at 11
With her coat all buttoned up
Buys cigarettes and dvds
The thing that make her smile
But she falls down, down, down
She's on her way to nowhere
Driving in the rain to her house
Right up the road
Her name is on the mailbox
But it never feels like home
When she's climbing into bed, you know
She's climbing all alone
When she's climbing into bed
She's climbing on her own
Oh, oh
Life goes on, put a sad song on

She's tryna go the distance
But she's running out of love
It doesn't make a difference
No it's never quite enough
Buys chocolate bars and magazines
The things that make her smile
But she falls down, down, down
She's on her way back to work at 7
When the morning sun is up
She goes home at 11 with her coat
All buttoned up
Buys cigarettes and dvds
The thing that make her smile
But she falls down, down, down
She's on her way to nowhere

He's working at the bar
And takes a later shift
A little drunk and far too young to
End up just like this
When he takes her by the hand
She does not resist
They're on their way to nowhere
Because nowhere sure beats this

She's tryna go the distance
Now she's got a little love
A little makes a difference
Even if it's not enough
The chocolate bars and magazines
Just leave 'em on the shelf
And put 'em down, down, down
She's on her way back to work at 7
When the morning sun is up
The drive home at 11
To smoke cigarettes and stuff
The dvds and memories
You keep them to yourself
From the way down, down, down
They're on their way to nowhere