looking back at times
always been the great pretender...
a master in disguise
I see my darkest days
and summer slides into December
and long cold nights
cuz something good can end up bad
and we start to fall - and we burn out fast
It's much too late to save us now
I couldn't break your fall
I couldn't see at all
I hate the chemicals between us
nothing stays the same
nothing kills the pain
I hate the thing [bad word] between us
I hope we're standing tall
I hate the chemicals between us now..
a bed of twisted sheets
your every move gives you away now
I now you all too well
teaching old mistakes
was it me who held too tight or...
I just can't tell cuz someone good
might end up bad
and the story ends - and light go out
It's much too late to save us now
I hope we're standing tall
heading for the fall
I hate the chemicals between us
what [bad word] in between
this pain will kill again
before it ends - and we burn out fast
and it's much too late
to save us from this pain
I hate the chemicals between us
what [bad word] between us
what went wrong inbetween us now...