Something's wrong with your mind
It won't think of me anymore
Was it all a waste of time?
Tell me why was I such a chore?
Broken bottles empty
Cut my mouth so I can't say
Chorus:
Today was that day
It was that time
And that was all the she wrote for me
You fell away
I don't know why
And that was all that she wrote for me
Lying here in your bed
The one that you liked to do it in
Pieces of long brown hair
Are all over it and still in my brain
I can't explain
What it's like not knowing if I'll ever cross your mind
(Chorus)
Sleep through the day
Fight through the night
Seven AM and the TV is white
Covered in snow
I never knew that hell could get so cold
(Chorus x2)
Something's wrong with your mind
It won't figure me anymore
Was it all a waste of time?