What would you do if you were me?

Impatience wears thin so easily.

How many times is a second chance?

Can I count all those times with my two hands?



I know you're sorry, but I don't know if that means more than just goodbye.

Tell me the same old story.

Faking a smile, truth can't hide behind your eyes.



You know that I'm willing to forgive.

Yet all of those times, I will relive. 

I count all the times that you come back.

I count all the days until you pack.



I know you're sorry, but I don't know if that means more than just goodbye.

Tell me the same old story.

Faking a smile, truth can't hide behind your eyes.



I'm sick and tired of being sick of you.

You're running out of time.

I hate to see you cry. 

I hate to see you cry.



I know you're sorry, but I don't know if that means more than just goodbye.

Tell me the same old story.

Faking a smile, truth can't hide behind your eyes.



I know you're sorry, but I don't know if that means more than just goodbye.

Tell me the same old story.

Faking a smile, truth can't hide behind your eyes.

The truth can't hide behind your eyes.