Please, for a piece of mind

Your pretty lies, just criticize, and I

Am so confined, I’m colorblind

To my reprise

I’m looking in the mirror as time’s passing by

Everything has changed and I don’t know why

Gears have been jamming from within my mind

No way of having what you cannot find

Nowhere to hide from what’s inside

I know you won’t be coming home, can’t take it anymore

An endless chore, turning pages ‘til they tore

What’s it for, when we keep on wanting more

Don’t you ever go and run away from me

Breaking everything that you were promising

Even though it couldn’t, swore I’d make it be

Even if you wouldn’t, I would let you see

The ways that I swore I could change

I’m lost in the midst of a maze

Swallowing sadness, insufferable rage

Moving yourself on to uglier things

Can’t forget

Locked in my head

I know you won’t be coming home, can’t take it anymore

An endless chore, turning pages ‘til they tore

What’s it for, when we keep on wanting more

Every night I crawl in bed

And think about the times we had

And ingrained in my head

I wish I were dead

I know you won’t be coming home, can’t take it anymore

An endless chore, turning pages ‘til they tore

What’s it for, when we keep on wanting more