Tired of being guilty Left for wandering alone Give me a good reason Why I shouldn't head back home
There's no more excuses And more turning back It's just another mile to go With you riding on my neck
It seemed like the first time again and again But I'm tired of believing you My life was at stake and you took it away For as long as I play by the rules Now I'm turning the tables no you
My feet are bleeding On the floor of broken glass Through shattered memories I heave my chains away Oh, at least I found some pride to stand Instead of laying down and die
It seemed like the first time again and again But I'm tired of believing you My life was at stake and you took it away For as long as I play by the rules Every mistake that you ever make Will be turning the tables on you It's the least you expect me to do Now I'm turning the tables on you Now I’m turning the tables on you
Blown by the wind Buried in the sand Means to an end Means to an end