Staind

Do you feel like your falling
You've taken this step
In front of you, is further from
the truth
In front of you, in front of me
again
Again
Denial isn't the way to
forgiveness
You always swore that I was
wrong
Not again
No taste for the crow you feed
me
Not again
It's not a matter of if I care
Not again
What an intricate web you're
weaving