Testo Cisco Heat Fireside
If it could make you see
How little it meant to me
How much I hate what Iâve become
If it would be good Iâd tell you
(Everything Iâve done)
How much I hate it when you tell me that youâre better off alone
How much I hate it when you tell me that my heart is made of stone
How much I hate what Iâve become
Sheâs there when I panic
Sheâs there When I canât stand it
When I canât stand what Iâve become
This is a scam Iâll tell you
(Everything Iâve done)
When I canât stand it when youâre lying keep it up and Iâll explode
When I canât cope with all the rumors that you say have not been told
When I canât cope with growing cold
Nothing is ever easy
Everythingâs there to deceive me
Whatever could bring us closer
So many things unsaid and undone