epically forgottennwearing next to nothingnthe lights keep telling you otherwisenyou made it this farnbut beginnings don't tell the truthnyour best friends are the worst liarsnnso i'll be waiting for the encorengive it your all, they're all watching nowncollapsed, repeated, beat down, decietednit's the middle of the night where are you?nand i can't say i'm too suprisednif it's nevermore then go to hellni'll see you when i get there, on the other sidenof what was never meant to benn[chorus]ndo his lips taste sweet like wine?nand does he kiss you in the middle of the night?nwhen your voice gone from all those shotsnpretty's just a point in timeni hope the memory of the lies you keepnhaunts you til you diennnso i'll be waiting for your i'm sonsorry this is not the way i meant to be,nit's just that sometimes it's hard for me to sleep or even tell if i'm alivenwell welcome to the real wordnyour television's nice but only tells you liesnyeah the grass is green but there is no other sidenn[chorus]nnand you can count the days all you wantnbut they're never gonna add upnyour life isn't a problem nyou just don't know how to live it rightnnndo his lips taste sweet like wine?nand does he kiss you in the middle of the night?nand when you wake up do you think of the ways we used to benoh do you even smile anymorennnso i'll be waiting for the encorengive it your all, they're all watching nowncollapsed, repeated, beat down, decietednit's the middle of the night where are you?nand i can't say i'm too suprisednif it's nevermore then go to hellni'll see you when i get there, on the other sidenof what was never meant to ben