what they said in whispered tones kept racing through my head empty room lit cigarettes turning white knuckles red
you're coming home you think you're clear but I hear you shut the door your story's straight but you're breathing fast and you give yourself away
what you did what you said that's the moment, now it's dead will never be the same, won't ever be the same, the same again
at my door I hear the bell but can't look you in the eye sleep alone the tv flashes on and on and on
I let you in I see your face but my patience fades away I shut you out when you wanted in now there's nothing left to say
you can take me down but you can't take it back you can take your time but it won't bring you back here you can take my word but you can't take my world