Speak no words, Hide my pain, I’ll hold my tongue and take the blame,
Because empty words still feel the same, but empty lies can’t hide it.
So in return, I’ll contemplate, but it’s too late because now I know it’s true.
Chorus;
I can see you holding out, there’s nothing here for you.
I can’t seem you hold it down.
I’d give it all for my rectitude.
You harbor a scheme so obscene you should have known,
That I won’t be here for you anymore.
Your apathy’s tragedy, don’t cry, don’t crawl,
But I’ll disappear as you close the door.
It’s what you came for.
I never knew with you.
So as your leaving,
Now I know it’s true.
Chorus 2*
Give me something to live for and I’ll give you something to lose.
I hear you scream but im holding, holding, holding on to my rectitude.
Bridge;
And through it all you rise and fall, you fall to your knees as you call from the door.
If there’s one chance just one chance then will take it.
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