Every time I hear your laughter in the air I I grind my teeth together Another sign I'm getting better This story's getting old And every time you're in my reach I get so high On all your empty broken promises and lies Another night a different nightmare to survive I made this hole to call my own, to call my home Because you put me through hell But at least I've got a story to tell Turning through the pages Guess how this one ends Goodbye my friend Because you put me through hell But at least I've got a story to tell Turning through the pages Guess how this one ends Goodbye my friend I cannot hide it I cannot hide it from you I cannot fight it I cannot hide it with you I cannot hide it I cannot hide it from you I cannot fight it I cannot hide it with you I cannot fight it I cannot hide it with you This story's getting old