We write the lines You get behind Claiming your push is golden What we make You try and take And leave my inside stolen When I could not decide A victim of your love and pride
In your eyes It's working for something We pay the price You leave us with nothing And in your eyes Bleeding is coping
You pull the string Rewrite the scene We burn the page It's more that fate When I could not decide A victim of your love and pride
In your eyes It's working for something We pay the price You leave us with nothing And in your eyes Bleeding is coping
You've got your own life to lead You've got your own life to lead You've got your own life to lead
In your eyes It's working for something We pay the price You leave us with nothing And in your eyes Bleeding is coping Bleeding is coping
