Once you think of why you cry I had some time to realize
I'll give another try
Just to hide from everyone
Another trick to make you mad
I used to know the last to count
Your name tattooed on my chest It's the only thing I've got to love
It's *,
it's *,
it's *,
it's * tonight
It's *,
it's *,
it's *,
it's * tonight
I'm trying so hard to embrace the disgust
inside This mouth's made to keep you satisfied
You think of why you cry
I had some time to realize
I'll give it one last try
From the wall to place to heart
One last trick to make you mad
I know I'm running out of time
Why are you so indecisive You better leave me when I'm still alive
You're gone,
you're gone,
you're gone,
you're gone, you're gone