Condemned

How easy it is to state a point
Words become knives and guns become eyes
Shoot them down and slit their throats
Live their life and then you’ll know
Shoot them down and slit their throats
Live their life and then you’ll know
You were wrong all this time
I believed in you
It doesn’t make it right
I’m holding on to you, to you tonight…
You’ve slaughtered the friendships you love
Friends become foes and soon you’ll be alone
Hide your knife and stash the gun
Pride yourself in what you’ve done
Hide your knife and stash the gun
Pride yourself in what you’ve done
You were wrong all this time
I believed in you
It doesn’t make it right
I’m holding on to you, to you tonight
And after all we’ve done and after all we’ve seen
I swear that this is killing me
And after all we’ve done and after all we’ve seen
I swear that this is killing me…
You were wrong all this time
I believed in you
It doesn’t make it right
I’m holding on to you