We got your fingertips but I want my life back Got used to self deception but I want my life back I am the mirror image You are the hard hand And no matter how hard I try You cannot see These are the wounds I can't heal And you don't know how I feel Take a good look at my eyes Break up your last long goodbye And then you cut me off, right? You push me to the window Yeah, you got my back Fingertips can be sharp and shiny but No I don't like that You get an A for effort but I know I fall flat and No matter how hard I try You cannot see That these are the wounds I can't heal And you don't know how I feel Just take a good look at my eyes Break up your last long goodbye And then you cut me off, right? And then you cut me off, right? And then you cut me off, right? Why won't these wounds fucking heal? Why can't you feel like I feel? Just take a good look at my eyes Break up your last long goodbye And then you cut me off, right? Yeah, then you cut me off, right? Yeah, then you cut me off, right? Take one last look at my eyes And then you cut me off