"What's it like to be the victim
Of the story you create?
It seems an era has gone wasted
Feelings forced to dissipate
Running scared towards the outline
Shadows suffocate her face
Intimidated by the fallout
A so-called absence, unresponsive space
Just a midnight message
To help her fall asleep
Left for him to find in the morning
To tell him she was out of reach
The last year slips through his fingers
If only she could see him now
Still searching for an answer
I don't think she'd be so proud of her mistake
I have come to terms with the way you are
'Cos you're too different
For me to even recognise your scars
I have learnt to live
Remembering what you put me through
But as you stole my dignity
I lost my respect for you
Taking baby steps to regain
Strength he lost along the way
And steadily daylight shines longer
Making new starts from decay
A selfish battle fought for nothing
Other than the way she made him feel
Every day a new horizon
Signalling the facts that she's concealed this time
One more cruel disaster
Adds insult to injury
He learns of her misdemeanours
His veins flow with misery
She still shrugs off accusations
Truths have never been so hard to find
But all the hate, all the betrayal
Can't make him change his mind the love he feels
I have come to terms with the way you are
'Cos you're too different
For me to even recognise your scars
I have learnt to live
Remembering what you put me through
But as you stole my dignity
I lost my respect for you
I jumped the bridges that you chose to burn the day you left
I gave my everything and you just looked away instead
Your second chance has blown up in your face you're out of luck
I've left the past behind now I don't really give a fuck
I jumped the bridges that you chose to burn the day you left
I gave my everything and you just looked away instead
Your chance has blown up in your face you're out of luck
So leave the past behind your futile argument has come unstuck
Just a midnight message
To help her fall asleep
Left for him to find in the morning
To tell him she was out of reach
Heart-broken devastated
But would you just look at me now?
Weight of the world has left my shoulders
I think I can be proud of the path I've made
I have come to terms with everything you're not
And everything we used to be
Tell me was it not enough
I made sacrifices
Time spent chasing you
And more than just whole-heartedly
I believe we could have made it through
Could have made it through"
