| Another phone call
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| Another life lost to the monster I’ve become
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| I try to break apart from myself
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| I try to believe there is a better part of me
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| The half that used to do these things
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| Tries so desperately to die
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| I want to let it die
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| Will you let it die
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| And pretend that I have changed
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| Another phone call
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| Another chance to prove I’ll never kill again
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| This has to be worth something
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| Can’t a man like me hope to find redemption in the end
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| I walk on water
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| Always staring at the holes nailed through my feet
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| I know I’m sinking
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| I always knew these wounds would be my ending
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| Another phone call
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| Another chance to prove I’ll never kill again
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| This has to be worth something
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| Can’t a man like me hope to find redemption in the end
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| I don’t have any strange delusions
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| I won’t receive what I deserve
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| I know the past is close behind me
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| But please believe me that I tried
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| Another phone call
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| One more reminder of the things I can’t escape
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| I thought this would be a chance to prove, that I could just kill half of me
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| Please believe me that I tried
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| I want to let it die
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| Please believe me that I tried
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| Will you let it die
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| Please believe me that I tried
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| I want to let it die
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| Please believe me that I tried
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| And pretend that I have changed
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| Another phone call
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| Another chance to prove I’ll never kill again
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| This has to be worth something
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| Can’t a man like me hope to find redemption in the end (x2) |