Teksty: Falling Out. Anatomy Of A Gun. Another Love Story.

Everywhere I go I always see your face,
And it doesn't take me away to a better place,
And I wish that I could stick needles in your face,
And I just thought you should know,
Exactly how you'll go.
The moon and stars they glistened through your hair,
And you looked so perfectly lovely,
But there's always a nightmare,
That comes along with every love story,
And I didn't want you to have to go this way,
But you leave me with no choice.

I'm falling apart
I've made up my mind,
I'm leaving,
My breathing behind me,
It's time,
It's not alright,
We're not just fine,
So I'm taking back what's rightfully mine.

And I'm not sure,
I'm going crazy,
I feel my hands are shaking away,
And the bloody tears,
That fall from your eyes,
Break me down to size goodbye
For the last time,
This is the last time that I will cry for you,
I won't let my guard down not for anyone not even you.

Everywhere I go I always see your face,
And it doesn't take me away to a better place,
And I wish that I could stick needles in your face