Every time I hear your laughter in the air I
I grind my teeth together
Another sign I'm getting better
This story's getting old
And every time you're in my reach I get so high
On all your empty broken promises and lies
Another night a different nightmare to survive
I made this hole to call my own, to call my home
Because you put me through hell
But at least I've got a story to tell
Turning through the pages
Guess how this one ends
Goodbye my friend
Because you put me through hell
But at least I've got a story to tell
Turning through the pages
Guess how this one ends
Goodbye my friend
I cannot hide it
I cannot hide it from you
I cannot fight it
I cannot hide it with you
I cannot hide it
I cannot hide it from you
I cannot fight it
I cannot hide it with you
I cannot fight it
I cannot hide it with you
This story's getting old
