She paints her fingers red
Watching the steps
She takes another breath
Of the cold air she's breathing
Inside, he lies awake
Thinking this time
He's made a mistake
And he rewinds to the time
When he thought she was worth it

The scars that came from yesterday
That time can wash away
But now he waits for fate to break his heart in every way
(He'll never be the same)

He paints her picture grey
As he makes up his mind to
Pack his bags & walk away

She starts crying saying:
"baby, please dont leave"
It never ever meant a thing to me
He stands alone and turns his head saying:
"Baby i just cannot stayyyeah"

The scars that came from yesterday
That time can wash away
But now he waits for fate to break his heart in every way
He is sick of the whole routine
And he's breaking at the seams
Will he make it through the day?
Is he better off this way?

And now they're falling apart
Took two blows straight to the heart
They'll never be the same again

Shards of glass from broken hearts
Wound the trust that tore apart
Broken pieces on the floor
He can't take this anymore

The scars that came from yesterday
That time can wash away
But now he waits for fate to break his heart in every way
(He'll never be the same)
He is sick of the whole routine
And he's breaking at the seams
He will make it through the day?
Because he's better off this way