Tell me what good will it do
To paint it red or blue

When inside it's burnt and black

Will the light ever come back

It's been twenty days or more
And I'm still lying on the floor

I would give up anything

Just to hear you sing

Mmm ladadadada da da

We've been killing off the days

Now there's nothing more to say

And the bullets of your words

No longer seem to hurt

we're like strangers
in our own eyes

falling out of view

Once it was a dream
Like a dress worn by a queen
Now it's so hard to believe
One broken thread
can tear the seam

After everything we had
All the good and all the bad
I'm beginning to believe
That I don't know who I am
we're like strangers
in our own eyes

falling out of view