A page marked with lines, waiting to be filled
With the words of a liar who tries to be true...

How I wish that I'd hear your stones thrown at my...
How it haunts my dreams that you'd never do this...

I sought your eyes out across the crowd
Just to see if you were looking for me...

With that one thought running through your mind
And your head moves too fast to shake it out...

What am I waiting for? Somebody tell me.
Am I waiting for your eyelashes to bat at mine...

The lies you tell get harder to take each time.
I'm so tired of trying to save you...