He tries to hide
When she comes home...

Ringing a doorbell
Singing a song...

We lay separated
with stars in our eyes...

The scars that he makes help to take
the pain away, they're the words he cant say...

You said you loved me and that you cared
But no one would have guessed by the bruises that...

I've wasted a year
I've made a mistake...

I stop as I sniff
A glitter of the past...

Sitting in an old T-shirt
I get my paper, my refuge, my work...

The point of life is to live not die
Not to stand there and watch...

Behind the smiles and pretty brown eyes
are stories that will never be told...

That split second
when you first open your eyes...

Just another love story
told a thousand times before...