| Shame on me, I should've known | |
| But I'm afraid to be alone | |
| When you're not right here | |
| It's a bitter taste that I own | |
| The pain in me only shows | |
| I wasn't made to die alone | |
| But you're not right here | |
| It's a bitter taste that I have | |
| It's not fair to justify | |
| There's no getting out this time | |
| There's no meaning to your end (so cold to me sometimes) | |
| It's my place to question why | |
| You're not getting out this time | |
| With no meaning to your end (so cold to me sometimes) | |
| You set the scene on your own | |
| But I'm afraid it only shows | |
| That you never cared | |
| And I'm so sickened by it | |
| We should be so unknown | |
| I've got a picture frame that shows | |
| No, you never cared | |
| I saw your face in violence | |
| Welcome change, I've heard enough and seen it all | |
| Mold in me like clay | |
| Simple shames, I've heard enough and seen it all | |
| Mold in me like clay |