Do you think that we would of been better as friends, rather than lovers, so we try to pick things up where we left them, we left them And, now i see
Singing: Take these wrists and, take these blades, cut me open, Take the pain Talking:Now i see, all these days have meant nothing, these memories will
All these vows that i've given up, made them all just to sanctify your trust, i lied, you cried, i died when you cried And i'll take back everything
Blinded by the sun, My hopes are all officialy done, beaten and bruised Woahhhhh, I'm waiting here for you, your dieing to be found, when you run away
