what you, what you see, it takes the best inside of me
to walk away holding my heart in my hands
everything youve ever said to me and evertime youve looked at me
ive had to turn myself away and drag my broken will with me
and ill keep myself guessing again as i slowly break down then
ill never know how it will work out and if i missed my chance

pull me under the veil the guise of hope that ive seen go up in smoke
this is the last time ill bother feigning some courage
ive had enough, ive had enough, ive had enough
bad luck, bad luck, im stuck, once again
will bruised and broken
i cant take my own advice, cut and run
all i want is one shot