Turn the page, on this storybook lie,
I heard you say, that we would be alright...

There was a time when I thought we'd make it...
just me and you...

I got your picture on the wall,
I got your number ready to call...

I remember all the times we laughed,
all the smiles, that has passed...

Well I remember the days,
when we were in love...

I can't stand myself,
well, I make me sick...

What did I ever do,
what'd I ever do to you...

I think that something's wrong,
I think I don't belong...

There's a chill in the air,
there's a pain inside...

Why don't I get a choice,
why must I hear your voice...

Hollow inside,
you cut to the bone...

I called your phone,
guess you weren't home...