| If you could pay for all your sins in cash |
| you would go broke drinking from an empty glass |
| that you can’t fill — selling all you’ve spilled |
| you came to me in a day dream |
| so vivd and extreme |
| as the best part unraveled |
| I woke of watching you leave |
| my eyes are wide open i couldn’t see then |
| the lies you made up are surely heavy as lead |
| your weak accusations have all come undone |
| your shooting your words like bullets without a gun |
| the lines are drawn |
| and then erased again |
| your coughing up — uninspired compliments that |
| pass the time |
| till you’ve bled me dry |
| the conversation is fleeding |
| tears are your alibi |
| the world is spinning beneath me as i am waving goodbye |
| my eyes are wide open i couldn’t see then |
| the lies you made up are surely heavy as lead |
| your weak accusations have all come undone |
| your shooting your words like bullets without a gun |
| now your desperation is seemingly clear |
| your reaching for something that you think is sincere |
| I’m pulling the trigger on words you have spun |
| your firing blanks like bullets without a gun |
| Times like these are far between |
| awestruck and make pretend |
| add insult to all the wounds |
| bleeding out |
| all the doubt |
| my eyes are wide open i couldn’t see then |
| the lies you made up are surely heavy as lead |
| your weak accusations have all come undone |
| you’re shooting your words like bullets without a gun |
| now your desperation is seemingly clear |
| you’re reaching for something that you think is sincere |
| I’m pulling the trigger on words you have spun |
| you’re firing blanks like bullets without a gun |
| like bullets without a gun (3x) |