I try to focus on the lines at the side of the road,    through blacked out windows    i see myself slowly fading away,       when i lock eyes with you,    you only see half of me,    you only see what you have fucking heard,    i keep on trying to burn those fucking pages    but their words have cut so fucking deep    i can only blame myself,    i keep on trying to forget every yesterday    its killing me to stay here    these worthless nights all lead to nowhere,       i keep on trying to burn those fucking pages    but there words have cut so fucking deep    i can only blame myself      its killing me to stay here    these worthless nights all lead to nowhere,    its killing me to stay here    these worthless nights all lead to nowhere,       the glass cracks as i watch the hours falling away from me,    these were the things that i kept to myself    these are the things that i kept to myself.