| A look of discontentment fills your hazel eyes
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| as I ask for the millionth time what’s goin’on?
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| you seem to be convinced
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| about just where you stand with me tonight
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| as we tear apart all that wasn’t lost to another fight
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| and so we turn against each other
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| once again you run and I go hide
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| talkin’to myself again
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| bout all the things I should’ve said
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| and I said where were you
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| I wanna know where this is going
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| and do we still have a chance
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| to save what we haven’t lost again
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| I made a promise to myself not to let this go but now I need to see this through
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| to burn these paper walls of doubt
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| My fucked up head is spinning round
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| and all my thoughts just keep me down
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| here on your doorstep
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| I’m drunk again
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| I know you’re sick of all my shit
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| and I know you wanna end this
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| so tell me right now where do you stand?
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| I know you’re tired of this waiting game
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| and I know you’re tired of all my ways
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| I know you’re tired of it all
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| just tell me now
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| I wanna know where this is going
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| and do we still have a chance
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| to save what we haven’t lost
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| inside all these paper walls we build
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| and all the ashes that have spilled get in the way |