They say that what does not kill you
Only makes you stronger
Well maybe some of us are just too sick
And tired of being so damn strong
And I can't reach for a reason to look in your eyes
Like it doesn't matter at all.
Falling down, crying out
And I'll remember spinning around in circles
Just anticipating what the next stranger is going to do to me
And I'll remember what you did to me
Lying on your kitchen floor
Burning with hate I want to rip your hands off
I want to rip your tongue out
For every time I have cried
Every time you have lied
Pushed down
Laughing in my face
Pain I've never felt
Hate I've never screamed
And I can't still remember that fucking look in your eyes
Screaming at me like it doesn't matter at all
And now eyes will always lie

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Writer(s): CHAD ISTVAN, DARRELL HYDE, JOSHUA LATSHAW, MATT KRUPANSKI, NATHAN GRAY