Where Do We Go from Here - Matt Pryor

Maybe I’m the model of the aftermath

The possibility the best damn days are gone

Always knew your favor wouldn’t last

Words are hollow, didn’t mean a thing

I said, «How do you do it?»

There’s a formula I know I just couldn’t find, I revel in ruin

Past the part of me I’m trying hard to leave behind

And after the smoke’s all cleared where do we go from here?

Promised me a promise but it was a lie

Crawl my way out fine with no thanks to you

Guess I’m lucky to be out alive could be worse for the wear

Could be bloody and blue, how do you do it?

Walk away as if you didn’t have a mess to fix

I won’t be the ruined casualty that eventually comes to this

The end may not quite be near, where do we go from here?

Where do we go from here?

Once when your words were all to be praised

I followed you on and on and on and on for days

And now that you’ve all but just disappeared

Where do we go from here?

Where do we go from here?

Where do we go from here?

Where do we go from here?

Where do we go from here?