| This house is cold and lonely |
| This place is just a tomb |
| It’s an old cruel reminder of the past |
| That’s what’s left of me and you |
| I can’t sleep in our bed no more |
| Misery shakes me to the bone |
| Even when I try to get some rest |
| I cannot sleep alone |
| So I hide from the reckoning |
| And I hide from the truth |
| Yeah I hide from the reckoning |
| 'Til I’m lying next to you |
| 'Til I’m lying next to you |
| These prescription pills’ll get me by |
| At the bottom of a bottle every night is where I hide |
| I hide from the fact that you’re gone |
| And after all these years I’m all alone |
| At the end of my road now |
| On my way to ease the pain |
| When I get there I put that cold steel to my head |
| I squeeze the trigger beside your grave |
| Hide from the reckoning |
| Hide from the truth |
| Yeah I hide from the reckoning |
| 'Til I’m lying next to you |
| 'Til I’m lying next to you |
| 'Til I’m lying next to you |
| Yeah I hide from the reckoning |
| I hide from the truth |
| Yeah I hide from the reckoning |
| 'Til I’m lying next to you |