I believe what doesnt kill you makes you...stranger |
Everyone that crossed my path, |
Turnd out that i was wrong |
"so what made you think that he couldnt find the door in the morning when he found that bed so easily in the dark" |
But each time that it threw me back |
Im a lover not a fighter |
I had given you every last bit of my trust |
Thank God it was you that found me lying here |
In his mind he stood, |
I keep looking down |