As I'm lying here, dieing piece by piece.
You run through my head so many times it leaves me dizzy.
I bleed to know I'm still alive,
to recover from your presence.
You promise things that you can't give, you lie to me.
And when your given your chance you blow it.
It hurts me to see you live they way you do,
but baby it's not me, it's you.
These things don't just fade away, they dig deep,
but for you?
What's one more scar...