She don't want me no more,
Gone are the feelings I ignore,
I don't wanna talk, so what you gonna say now'
Maybe I'm lost, so what you gonna pray now'
You string me up, leave me there to die.

Gone are the reasons that I try to find,
When I sit and talk, there's nothing more,
It doesn't matter now.

I hold your soul denied,
You see the thief that's behind my eyes,
You don't wanna talk, you don't care what I gotta say now,
Everybody falls, so tell me who we're gonna blame now,
We can feel the love when we kill our pride.

Gone are the reasons that I try to find,
When I sit and talk, there's nothing more,
It doesn't matter now.

Give me your wrist,
Let's make our own rhythm,
Give me your wrist,
Let's make our own rhythm,
Give me your wrist,
Let's make our own rhythm,
Give me your wrist,
Let's make our own rhythm,
Give me your wrist,
Let's make our own rhythm,
Give me your wrist,
Let's make our own rhythm,
Give me your wrist,
Make our own rhythm,
Give me your wrist.

Gone are the reasons that I try to find,
When I sit and talk, it's nothing more,
You string me up, and then you leave me there to die,
You sit and talk, there's nothing more,
It doesn't matter now.