One, two, free, four...

With blood shot eyes, I watch you sleeping
The warmth I feel beside me is slowly fading
Would she hear me, if I called her name?
Would she hold me, if she knew my shame?

There's always something different going wrong
The path I walk is in the wrong direction
There's always someone hanging on
Can anybody help me makes things better?

Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty [bad word] home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty [bad word] home

Would she hear me, if I called her name?
Would she hold me, if she knew my shame?

There's always something different going wrong
The path I walk is in the wrong direction
There's always someone hanging on
Can anybody help me makes things better?

Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty [bad word] home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty [bad word] ..

Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty [bad word] home