Her pain is the fog he inhale

Puts down the phone, neck suddenly stale

Just another night with a sad different song

Heard from somewhere now she sings along

Turn the car-key, back out through the driveway

He sees her face when he closes his eyes

She still believe the lies



Pretty pretty eyes with a darker tone

Another hour in front of the mirror now all the scars are shown

And they say lets have another toast lets sing another song

She tries but the wine is bitter and the words wrong

She still believes the lies



When you see yourself you're seeing red

And it makes you blind

You must be bleeding under your eyelids tonight

You wait for something to break the mold

And all I can do is wipe the blood from your eyes

You must be bleeding under your eyelids



One tear in the sink, swallow the next one

Now out of sight but not really gone

I put the key in the door don't want to walk through

Hang the handle for a second or two

And as the door opens I can feel your sadness from across the room

And now for your beauty I'm lost for words



When you see yourself you're seeing red

And it makes you blind

You must be bleedin under your eyelids tonight

You wait for something to break the mold

And all I can do is wipe the blood from your eyes

You must be bleedin under your eyelids



Wait for something to break the mold

Before your eyes grows old and cold

Keep your ears close to the ground

Don't move until you hear a sound