My life
Seems to be slipping away
Your knife
Seems to cut away the pain
-cut away-
I knew by the sound of your voice
Something wasn't right
This feeling inside
Has kept me up all night
Take me back
To a place I call home
My demented acoma
I call my own
-call my own-
And you can take me back
To a place I once knew
I can't change time
Tell me what to do
-what to do-
I knew by the sound of your voice
Something wasn't right
This feeling inside
Has kept me up all night
Watch me
As I bleed on my bedroom floor
Can't stop bleeding
My hearts been torn
Watch me
As I bleed life away
My life
Seems to be slipping away
Your knife
Seems to cut away the pain
-cut away-
I knew by the sound of your voice
Something wasn't right
This feeling inside
Has kept me up all night
Forget my name
-We're done, we're done-
Forget my name
-We're done, we're done-
Forget my name
-We're done, we're done-
Forget my name
-We're done, we're done, we're done, we're done, we're done, we're done, we're done, we're done-
