So its been said, that I wont make it on my own
But I know, that im going places that youll never know
And one day youll find me hiding, on your back porch
And I see through these lies, should I end it with
this knife
Ive seen the things you do, don’t know what you’ve got
to prove
Does this mean anything to you, does this mean
anything to you
Now its too late, for an apology, not its too damn
late for an apology.
And I see through these lies, should I end it with
this knife
Ive seen the things you do, don’t know what you’ve got
to prove
Does this mean anything to you, does this mean
anything to you?