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

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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

Chorus:

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

Chorus:

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