I don't know a damn thing that goes through your head No, not anymore No, not ever again It must have been something you said while you tore Away at what's left of the paint on your bedroom door So I'll tear away at the pain I try to ignore Day after day, oh, you sure Do know just how to push me away Just how to push me away And if I went to start all over Would it even make a difference in Your brain, your brain, your brain, your brain? Tell me you can't just start all over When you made up your mind, you did so permanently Yeah ♪ So I'll tear away at what's left of the pain I try to ignore Day after day after day, woah You sure do know just how to push me away Woah-yeah, woah-yeah Would it even make a difference in your brain? When you made up your mind, you did so permanently Would it even make a difference in your brain? 'Cause your mind's made up