This is something that I can't feel right now this is everything that we used to be you made your choices, and i made mine I've given you everything and
Look into empty eyes, all i see is a ghost when you think you're safe is when you need me the most. stumble through the parking lot, keep pretending you
Here you are attention grabber left alone because you are a back stabber you thought you played the trumpets to my death but really you're the one who
Hands tied behind your back awaking from a heart attack you're hopeless and quite honestly, I'm getting sick of the lies Is this really what you want
