I was headed out the door
Hopped onto the plane
I saw you out the window as I ran into the rain
It poured down on my head
As I searched for you reflection
But I couldn't find you then
So where the hell are you now?
And I'm searching for a sign of life inside my head
There were many hours yesterday when I felf I was dead
I know it'll go away tomorrow I'll regret the things I've said
I know my heart is made of charcoal
And my sould of lead
Because I'm craving something more than what you
Have to give to me
So go obtain your pointless revenge and I'll
Sit here for eternity
While you search for retribution I'll search for
Something I don't know
Never again will I sink to you...sink so low.
Lyrics: St. Pierre. Music: Bryan, McCoy, Burns