Color Of Her Eyes

I woke up this morning With my face to the wall I said a real quick prayer Please, dear God, When I turn around Let her not be lying there But I felt her bare skin next to mine And the blood drained from my head I tried to think what I'd say to her And I wished that I were dead I can't remember her name I'm sorry for all my lies But I can remember her voice And the color of her eyes Now I'm lying alone and thinking about These things that I have done I know these things, they're just not right But I know that I'm the one I want to change and I want to be What you want me to be right now But it never seems to work out that way I can't remember her name I'm sorry for all my lies But I can remember her voice And the color of her eyes Why do I always do this? Will it ever change? Why do I always do this? Will it always be the same? I woke up this morning With my face to the wall I said a real quick prayer Please, dear God, when I turn around Let her not be lying there But I felt her bare skin next to mine And the blood drained from my head I tried to think what I'd say to her And I wished that I were dead I can't remember her name I'm sorry for all my lies But I can remember her voice And the color of her eyes The color of her eyes...