Unsaid

They keep writing songs about me
Stories and lies, mythology
You never know, never know, never know
What you might find in your own home
Yea they need to write lies about me
Just trying to stay alive in the stories
You don't wanna know, wanna know, wanna know
What might go on in your own home

Better to leave all the unsaid, unsaid
Giving up the lies that you spread, you spread
Better keep all of the pages unread
Better to leave all the unsaid, unsaid

You burned our bridges at both ends
You use a hammer to make amends
We never tried, never tried, let it die
We die a little bit more on the inside
You played me so well to pretend
I was good for your soul like a godsend
Still you lied, forever lied, just lemme die
I'll suicide a little bit, but on my own time

Can't remember the good times
It was all in my mind's eyeDon't you throw the first stoneI've got rocks of my own
Better to leave all the unsaid, unsaid
Let you live too long in my head, my head
Bet you're feeling like the undead, undead



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Hinders
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