Still up at the crack of dawn and I've already hit the snooze, You've supplied the rope for me, so I guess I'll tie the noose. We all fall for someone and we're made to believe, They're yours till the end, but we've all been deceived.
This is killing me, this is killing me, this is killing me, yeah.
That old familiar feeling returns to my chest, Love is not enough when you're always second best. Tell me you hate me, so I can ignore The bittersweet taste of the past you adore.
No hope until the end, Until their past returns again... again... again.