Coming over to your house I see you waiting
Turning over all the things I used to treasure
Not to worry, second best is not the end of life
Falling into something new and undetermined Empty fridges, dusty rooms and burning ashtrays
Burning bridges, empty words but not forgotten
Failing for you, taking every chance to prove it I don't know what you want me to be
'cause you push me around till I can't even breathe
You have turned me into something ugly and cheap
I don't know what you are doing to me
Got to worry see the things I cherish start to slip
Indecision, tender words with hidden meanings
Try to listen, tolling bells is all I'm hearing
Count the hours till they fade and all's forgotten In the passion nothing seemed to matter at the time
I don't know what you want me to be
I don't know what you are doing to me
'cause you push me around till I can't even breathe
You have turned me into something ugly and cheap.
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