作词 : Finch, Sparks
  I am sick of her attacks
 Can't help but i've fallen back
 I believe in what she says
 I rent space in her head
 
 She has eyes made for crying
 
 When she can't lie to get approved
 Lost time and far removed
 Can't afford to keep it used
 I'm getting ready to lose
 She has eyes made for crying
 
 When she hits those hits are so hard
 Weeping is her first playing card
 And i believe she believes
 In what she says
 This is my last time in her head