All of my calls home associated With the pain from down below And I can no longer stand by your side And it's killing me deep inside
So tell me: What does it mean When I see you in my dreams? Just a memory, just a ghost A reminder of what we've lost And it saddens me to say
That your greed and fucking vanity I could not stand So, I had to write this song To make you understand That I am cutting up the strings And setting myself free Your string no longer hold me back Because I am no puppet
Who do you think you are To write my faith? I won't have it taken by the likes of you These words that you write can't be fullfilled So, I will take the blame
All of my calls home associated With the pain from down below And I can no longer stand by your side And it's killing me deep inside
And so, I stand here all alone Wanting to just give up And let you go And so, we stand here both alone Wondering why we can't Just let go
And so I stand here all alone Wanting to just let you go And so we stand here all alone wanting to let go
I will take the ink, I will take the quill I will take the ink, I will take the quill I'll take the ink and I'll take the quill I'll take the blame for all thatt was
All of my calls home associated With the pain from down below And I can no longer stand by your side And it's killing me deep inside