| I could hear it in her voice
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| Telling me to make the choice
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| Too many broken dates
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| Too many I’ll be home lates
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| She says
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| I don’t want to waste my life
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| Hating every god damn day away
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| When I sit back and open my eyes
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| I see we’re living two separate lives
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| Like a well gone dry
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| From all the years gone by It’s hard to see through hearts that bleed
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| It’s hard to see
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| Now she paints pictures of her dreams
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| But today they don’t include me Too many mistakes I’ve made
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| Too many times I’ve betrayed
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| She says
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| I don’t want to waste my life
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| Hating every god damn day away
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| When I sit back and open my eyes
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| I see we’re living two separate lives
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| Like a well gone dry from all the years gone by When I Sit back and open my eyes
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| I see we’re living two separate lives
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| Like we’re trying to hide from the rollercoaster ride
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| It’s hard to see
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| Through hearts that bleed
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| It’s hard to see
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| Now I don’t like living this way
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| It’s not right second guessing our fate
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| If you want to say it’s a wreck
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| I’ll understand it’s for the best
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| It’s hard to see through hears that bleed
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| It’s hard to see
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| When I sit back and open my eyes
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| I see we’re living two separate lives
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| Like a well gone dry from all the years gone by When I Sit back and open my eyes
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| I see we’re living two separate lives
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| Like we’re trying to hide from the rollercoaster ride
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| It’s hard to see
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| Through hearts that bleed
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| It’s hard to see |