Allister

Those that don't turn off the light
Will never see the bloodshot eyes
Cause you never come around
The pictures that had lined the halls
I smashed them through against the wall
Yeah you cut them all down
Because you'll never come around
So maybe one day
I can get the thought of you
Out of my head
You gotta lot of nerve to grab my heart and rip it out
You gotta lot of nerve to show me what your all about
You gotta lot of nerve to hold me then forget me
Like a bad dream
Traded me in hopes to find
Some happiness in one more lie
Yeah you had it figured out
There were hints of honesty
In anything you said to me
Yeah I wrote it all down
So I could scream it out loud
And maybe one day
I could hold it up above