Black screen, cold, clean, dry taste in the mouth
Scene by scene sit back and watch your time run out
Why don't you com-
-mon sense, quick, cut deep as you can
Simple plot, it isn't hard to understand
You're just a story
Too late to be sorry
Too late to untell what your wishing you could change
I know you're haunthed
By all that you wanted
By all that you didn't recognize when it was yours
Heart race, stone face, nailed to your seat
Page by page, blooddripping tale for you to read
Why don't you stay
Time, lines, eyes, words lost in the noise
Silent rhymes spun by a man that lost his voice
You're just a story
Too late to be sorry
Too late to untell what your wishing you could change
I know you're haunthed
By all that you wanted
By all that you didn't recognize when it was yours
It's all that you've got, it's all that you've got
It's all that you're not, all that you're not
You're a different story
Too good to be sorry
Too good to untell what you're wishing you could change
I know you're haunthed
By all that you wanted
By all that you didn't ever recognize
I know you're haunthed
By all that you wanted
By all that you didn't recognize when it was yours
