How are gonna make it tomorrow
When we can't even manage our heads full of sorrow
Why does the pain always seem never-ending
When our words crumble down and we need understanding

All I want is truth
Every time we speak
All I see every time I blink
Is a bit more hell on earth

How could you leave me with this if you loved me
And are some of our souls meant to be scarred and ugly

All I want is truth
Every time we speak
All I see every time I blink
Is a bit more hell on earth

All I want is truth
Every time we speak
All I see every time I blink
Is a bit more hell on earth