I've always begged for you to tell me bedtime stories.
I wake up smiling in the morning
But I know I lied myself to sleep to make it better anyway.
How many more times will I b*** me toungue before I wise up?
I give up.
I guess I'm too caught up in your ways to call it a draw.
But my anger's been boiling for too long.
So this time I won't let it go.
I'm not too fond of apologies.
Just empty words.
I've screamed for so long
About fighting and holding on
But my fingers are about to break
So I guess I'll take my chances with the fall.
It's been so long but I still can't believe how much I have pushed and tried to watch you spit right in my face.
A cliche I'm sure but the truth only comes in so many words.
Anyway, my inspiration's lost.
I wake up smiling in the morning
But I know I lied myself to sleep to make it better anyway.
How many more times will I b*** me toungue before I wise up?
I give up.
I guess I'm too caught up in your ways to call it a draw.
But my anger's been boiling for too long.
So this time I won't let it go.
I'm not too fond of apologies.
Just empty words.
I've screamed for so long
About fighting and holding on
But my fingers are about to break
So I guess I'll take my chances with the fall.
It's been so long but I still can't believe how much I have pushed and tried to watch you spit right in my face.
A cliche I'm sure but the truth only comes in so many words.
Anyway, my inspiration's lost.