Lyrics

We write the lines
You get behind
Claiming your push is golden
What we make
You try and take
And leave my inside stolen
When I could not decide
A victim of your love and pride

In your eyes
It's working for something
We pay the price
You leave us with nothing
And in your eyes
Bleeding is coping

You pull the string
Rewrite the scene
We burn the page
It's more that fate
When I could not decide
A victim of your love and pride

In your eyes
It's working for something
We pay the price
You leave us with nothing
And in your eyes
Bleeding is coping

You've got your own life to lead
You've got your own life to lead
You've got your own life to lead

In your eyes
It's working for something
We pay the price
You leave us with nothing
And in your eyes
Bleeding is coping
Bleeding is coping