with bloodshot eyes, i watch you sleeping 
the warmth i feel beside is slowly fading 
would she hear me, if i called her name 
would she hold me, if she knew my shame 

theres always something different going wrong 
the path i walk is in the wrong direction 
theres always someone [bad word] hanging 
can anybody help me make things better 

your tears don't fall, they crash around me 
her conscience calls the guilty [bad word] home 
your tears don't fall, they crash around me 
her conscience calls the guilty [bad word] home 

the moments died, i hear no screaming 
the visions left left inside me are slowly fading 
would she hear me, if i called her name 
would she hold me, if she knew my shame 

theres always something different going wrong 
the path i walk is in the wrong direction 
theres always someone [bad word] hanging 
can anybody help me make things better 

your tears don't fall, they crash around me 
her conscience calls the guilty [bad word] home 
your tears don't fall, they crash around me 
her conscience calls the guilty [bad word] home 

this battered room i've seen before 
the broken bones they heal no more, no more 
with my last breath i'm choking 
will this ever end, i'm hoping 
my world is over one more time 

lets go 

would she hear me, if i called her name 
would she hold me if she knew my shame 

theres always something different going wrong 
the path i walk is in the wrong direction 
theres always someone [bad word] hanging 
can anybody help me make things better 

your tears don't fall, they crash around me 
her conscience calls the guilty [bad word] home 
your tears don't fall, they crash around me 
her conscience calls the guilty [bad word] home