It hit the door
I change my mind
I'm out of my head
The things that were said
I can't believe you
Things never die
They never change
It's getting cold
I used to fly down this road
with you at the other end
Stages of blame across the room
I'm reminiscing
What am I missing?
That was years ago
There's a million different people
There's a million different games
There's a million different things
That I'll never say
I'll never say
Don't Touch Me
I hit the floor
I change my mind
My empty hand
With my head in the sand
She looks over
She turns around
I turn away
the faces I read
Reminders of my need
That was years ago
There's a million different people
There's a million different games
There's a million different things
That I'll never say
I'll never say
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 AM
All alone again
But I've been through all this shit before
I spend my nights in self defense
Cry about my innocence
But I ain't all that innocent anymore
