So its been said, that I wont make it on my own 

But I know, that im going places that youll never know 

And one day youll find me hiding, on your back porch 



And I see through these lies, should I end it with this knife 

Ive seen the things you do, don’t know what you’ve got to prove 

Does this mean anything to you, does this mean anything to you 



Now its too late, for an apology, not its too damn late for an apology. 



And I see through these lies, should I end it with this knife 

Ive seen the things you do, don’t know what you’ve got to prove 

Does this mean anything to you, does this mean anything to you?