Lyrics
Words become knives and guns become eyes, friends become foes and soon you ll be alone, i believed in you
you were wrong all this time
i believed in you
it doesn t make it right
To you tonight, it doesn t make it right, to you tonight
Friends become foes and soon you ll be alone, i m holding on to you, and after all we ve done and after all we ve seen
You were wrong all this time, i swear that this is killing me Exhale, pride yourself in what you ve done
You were wrong all this time, i m holding on to you, hide your knife and stash the gun
It doesn t make it right, i m holding on to you Inhale, it doesn t make it right
and after all we ve done and after all we ve seen
Pride yourself in what you ve done, you were wrong all this time Condemned, you were wrong all this time
I believed in you, pride yourself in what you ve done
Live their life and then you ll know, shoot them down and slit their throats
I m holding on to you, i believed in you
I believed in you, shoot them down and slit their throats Inhale, i m holding on to you
I believed in you, you ve slaughtered the friendships you love, i m holding on to you
Pride yourself in what you ve done, to you tonight
I believed in you, i m holding on to you Condemned, to you tonight
i m holding on to you
Pride yourself in what you ve done, you were wrong all this time
And after all we ve done and after all we ve seen, i believed in you, hide your knife and stash the gun
I believed in you, how easy it is to state a point
You were wrong all this time, and after all we ve done and after all we ve seen
Friends become foes and soon you ll be alone, live their life and then you ll know Condemned, hide your knife and stash the gun
Shoot them down and slit their throats, i believed in you
i believed in you
shoot them down and slit their throats
You were wrong all this time, live their life and then you ll know, and after all we ve done and after all we ve seen
Shoot them down and slit their throats, you ve slaughtered the friendships you love, i believed in you
it doesn t make it right
Hide your knife and stash the gun, i m holding on to you
it doesn t make it right
and after all we ve done and after all we ve seen
to you tonight
i m holding on to you
Words become knives and guns become eyes, i believed in you