She paints her fingers red
Watching the steps she
Takes another breath
Of the cold air she's breathin'
Inside he lies awake thinking this time
He's made a mistake and he
Rewinds to the time when he thought she was worth it
The scars that came from yesterday
The time can wash away
But now he waits for fate to break his heart
In every way
He'll never be the same!
He paints her picture grey
As he makes up his mind to
Pack his bags and walk away
She starts crying saying baby please don't leave
It never ever meant a thing to me
He stands alone and turns his head saying baby,
I just cannot stay
The scars that came from yesterday
The time can wash away
But now he waits for fate to break his heart
In every way
He is sick of the whole routine
And he's breaking at the seams
Will he make it through the day
Is he better off this way?
And now they're falling apart
Took two blows straight to the heart
They'll never be the same agaaaaain
Shards of glass from broken hearts
Wound the trust that tore apart
Broken pieces on the floor
He can't take this anymore
The scars that came from yesterday
The time can wash away
But now he waits for fate to break his heart
In every way
He is sick of the whole routine
And he's breaking at the seams
He will make it through the day
Because he's better off this way