With fists raised high in tightened knots

the room explodes and now this blood is on your hands

and there's no time for a second chance

to paint my face with blood and tears and cover up

An open book that no one reads

A misspelled word that no one knows



You stole the rain

and then you turned around and tore my life in two

Just like the picture

that once hung on the wall in the room that we used to share



So fold me up, and put me back in the place

where you used to keep your heart

You think its getting smaller

Its been that way for quite some time now



Cadence beats down on the tar

it sounds the same as your fists raining down

We've got to leave before the sun sets

(If you wanted to change the way I look at you...)

Or maybe we don't have time, time to waste

It won't be long, it wont be long you know before your gone

(It won't be long before your gone)

Into the night

You won't have time

(if you wanted to change the way I look at you...)

To paint my face with cover up