Youâre on your own
Youâre finding out who you are
Youâre running towards nothing
If nothing meant something
You'd still be here in my arms
In 3/4 time
Youâre crying yourself to sleep
The tears on your pillow
are drowning, youâre suffering
in past times and memories
-Your eyes are cashed and hazy-
your life's already done
-Iâm sick in tired of writing this song-
Itâs always about you
Itâs always about you
-Youâre not breathing fast asleep-
and without me youâre falling apart
And I can tell
Youâre having second thoughts
Youâre thinking of calling me
Ending this misery
and ending this bloody mess
My heart drops
It shatters like twice before
Casting a silhouette
Made by the marks you left
Tell me what happens now
Itâs a beautiful night for a showdown.