maybe you tried but I know better

than to hear your side

I'd feel better maybe if you cried too

eyes teary and sore

I'm ringing the bell and I know you hear it

but I can't tell if you're laughing or crying

you hide it so well

you've done this before



with splintered hands

I keep knocking on your door

with splintered hands

I keep knocking on your door



you offer your help but I don't want it

keep it to yourself

I'd rather die than do that again

I've made that mistake before



you just stand there

you see I'm bleeding all over

but I don't care I'm used to this

there's broken glass everywhere

I'm cold and sore



with splintered hands

I keep knocking on your door

with splintered hands

I keep knocking on your door



with splintered hands

I keep knocking on your door

with splintered hands

I keep knocking on your door