There's a post behind the broken heart

That I may stop and you restarted without me

Without me

Now I'm not around to blame

Does the hurt still feel the same?

How was the air inside those lungs?

Those same ones that still breathe without me

Without me

Knew you would find your own way

And you'd be better than okay

Got your footprints running up in my head

Trampling over my mind

In your opinion you'd be better off dead

But who's planning on dying?

The thorn in my side, my rose from another life

Nothing cuts deeper, deeper

When don't I feel, so over the hill?

Nothing cuts deeper, deeper

I'm the wild one who you tried to case

Broke the chains now I roam free without you

Without you

It's a jungle where I'm at, but I rule my habitat

Got your footprints running up in my head

Trampling over my mind

In your opinion you'd be better off dead

But who's planning on dying?

The thorn in my side, my rose from another life

Nothing cuts deeper, deeper

When don't I feel, so over the hill?

Nothing cuts deeper, deeper

No

No, no

No, no

No

In my own way I had your back

Without a spine how could you walk?

Had you hanging off my every word

Gave you every chance to talk

Thought I would be the one to care and fly without you

I thought these tears would never dry without you here

The thorn in my side, my rose from another life

Nothing cuts deeper, deeper

When don't I feel, so over the hill?

Nothing cuts deeper, deeper

The thorn in my side, my rose from another life

Nothing cuts deeper, deeper

When don't I feel, so over the hill?

Nothing cuts deeper, deeper

No, no