| Song | Live Without |
| Artist | The Panics |
| Album | Cruel Guards |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| You don't tell me we don't talk no more | |
| feels like a lifetime on an endless chore | |
| I had it coming | |
| I could tell by the guilt that she wore | |
| if there were noises late at night coming from | |
| my door | |
| you won't be knockin' to that sound no more | |
| we have a chance and a plan to restore | |
| You scraped this body down to its core | |
| you had me hearing voices that were loud | |
| as a war | |
| you were the face that would come tumblin' | |
| down with it all | |
| We took a corner ‘round an unknown ridge | |
| a conversation by the unused bridge | |
| you had no face at all | |
| I had to dig a hole or swim | |
| And now I just won't fight | |
| I aint gonna battle no more | |
| I have tried to weather that storm | |
| now its calm and it's clear | |
| but it's never gone | |
| Did you ever have a moment of doubt | |
| I'm living here alone and this is still a crowd | |
| I'll never work you out | |
| how can I forgive , now I have to live without | |
| I was looking back at every face in the street | |
| screaming at the shadows with a howl of | |
| defeat | |
| I admit I had some trouble | |
| keeping my feelings discreet | |
| and now the memory I keep well it's not one | |
| I've shown | |
| it creeps like a fever and it bleeds on its own | |
| and what has died here may sleep | |
| better if its left alone | |
| And now I just wont fight | |
| I aint gonna battle no more | |
| No I just wont fight | |
| I aint gonna battle no more | |
| I have tried to weather that storm | |
| Now its calm and it'd clear | |
| But it's never gone |
| You don' t tell me we don' t talk no more | |
| feels like a lifetime on an endless chore | |
| I had it coming | |
| I could tell by the guilt that she wore | |
| if there were noises late at night coming from | |
| my door | |
| you won' t be knockin' to that sound no more | |
| we have a chance and a plan to restore | |
| You scraped this body down to its core | |
| you had me hearing voices that were loud | |
| as a war | |
| you were the face that would come tumblin' | |
| down with it all | |
| We took a corner ' round an unknown ridge | |
| a conversation by the unused bridge | |
| you had no face at all | |
| I had to dig a hole or swim | |
| And now I just won' t fight | |
| I aint gonna battle no more | |
| I have tried to weather that storm | |
| now its calm and it' s clear | |
| but it' s never gone | |
| Did you ever have a moment of doubt | |
| I' m living here alone and this is still a crowd | |
| I' ll never work you out | |
| how can I forgive , now I have to live without | |
| I was looking back at every face in the street | |
| screaming at the shadows with a howl of | |
| defeat | |
| I admit I had some trouble | |
| keeping my feelings discreet | |
| and now the memory I keep well it' s not one | |
| I' ve shown | |
| it creeps like a fever and it bleeds on its own | |
| and what has died here may sleep | |
| better if its left alone | |
| And now I just wont fight | |
| I aint gonna battle no more | |
| No I just wont fight | |
| I aint gonna battle no more | |
| I have tried to weather that storm | |
| Now its calm and it' d clear | |
| But it' s never gone |
| You don' t tell me we don' t talk no more | |
| feels like a lifetime on an endless chore | |
| I had it coming | |
| I could tell by the guilt that she wore | |
| if there were noises late at night coming from | |
| my door | |
| you won' t be knockin' to that sound no more | |
| we have a chance and a plan to restore | |
| You scraped this body down to its core | |
| you had me hearing voices that were loud | |
| as a war | |
| you were the face that would come tumblin' | |
| down with it all | |
| We took a corner ' round an unknown ridge | |
| a conversation by the unused bridge | |
| you had no face at all | |
| I had to dig a hole or swim | |
| And now I just won' t fight | |
| I aint gonna battle no more | |
| I have tried to weather that storm | |
| now its calm and it' s clear | |
| but it' s never gone | |
| Did you ever have a moment of doubt | |
| I' m living here alone and this is still a crowd | |
| I' ll never work you out | |
| how can I forgive , now I have to live without | |
| I was looking back at every face in the street | |
| screaming at the shadows with a howl of | |
| defeat | |
| I admit I had some trouble | |
| keeping my feelings discreet | |
| and now the memory I keep well it' s not one | |
| I' ve shown | |
| it creeps like a fever and it bleeds on its own | |
| and what has died here may sleep | |
| better if its left alone | |
| And now I just wont fight | |
| I aint gonna battle no more | |
| No I just wont fight | |
| I aint gonna battle no more | |
| I have tried to weather that storm | |
| Now its calm and it' d clear | |
| But it' s never gone |