Tekster: Asteria. A Lesson In Charades. Briarwood.

You?re on your own
You?re finding out who you are
You?re running towards nothing
If nothing meant something
You'd still be here in my arms

In three-fourths time
You?re crying yourself to sleep
The tears on your pillow
are drowning, you?re suffering
in past times and memories

-Your eyes are cashed and hazy-
your life's already done
-I?m sick in tired of writing this song-
It?s always about you
It?s always about you
-You?re not breathing fast asleep-
and without me you?re falling apart

And I can tell
You?re having second thoughts
You?re thinking of calling me
Ending this misery
and ending this bloody mess

My heart drops
It shatters like twice before
It's casting a silhouette
Made by the marks you left
Tell me what happens now

-Your eyes are cashed and hazy-
your life's already done
-I?m sick in tired of writing this song-
It?s always about you
It?s always about you
-You?re not breathing fast asleep-
and without me you?re falling apart

It?s a beautiful night for a showdown.
It?s a beautiful night for a showdown.
It?s a beautiful night for a showdown.
It?s a beautiful night (for a showdown)
It?s a beautiful night for a showdown.
It?s a beautiful night for a showdown.
It?s a beautiful night for a showdown.
It?s a beautiful night

I'm sick and tired of writing this song
It?s always about you
It?s always about you
-Your eyes are cashed and hazy-
your life's already done
-You?re not breathing fast asleep-
and without me you?re falling apart