Tell my face another story
Tell it like the ones that end so good
Say the ending is so perfect
Every tear shed was worth it
And every line left out was just not needed

What's the point in writing you a song?
When you take every word I say as wrong
I've searched for hours on the roads
To find the tyre marks to home
But I keep hitting red lights

So take take take what you want from here
'Cause there is nothing left of worth
I tough I told you that I wanted happiness
And all you do is look to the floor