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So many things we could have been but we're not
So many things we should have said but forgot
Sick of the slamming doors and crocodile tears
The paranoia and misplaced fears

Just one mistake,
I'm not so special I can't be replaced
One more scar,
And you'll find the reflection in my face

Wilting flowers we didn't mean to forget
But the yells get so loud 'til there's nothing left
A cacophony out played to break my compliance
And still, it's better than the silence

So many things we found but we lost
So many bridges built but not crossed
Through with the poisoned words and meaningful smiles
The empty places and yawning miles

Cut me down,
I've an ugly smile, but a wretched frown
I'll let you lie,
If the truth is too painful on your side

Catastrophic machinery misfiring in apathy
Lead along by sweet subdued malevolency
I'll taste the blame again with your finger to my nose
A witch hunt with an answer we both know

So many times we looked back but marched on
So many times we turned right and went wrong
Sick of the blood - it's staining my blade
Sick of you claiming the scars that I've made

No goodnight
You've always been the owner of this fight
Say goodbye
When all you had to do was try