As the smile fell from your face, I fell with ...

 Tell me your lies
Because I just can't face it

 The fall, the blame, the pain’s still there
I'm here alone inside of this broken home

 And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches

 See, whoa, c’est la vie
Maybe something’s wrong with me
But, whoa, at least I am free, I am free

 My spirit's sleeping some where cold
Until you find it there and lead it back home

 Trzeba słuchać muzyki życia. Większość słucha tylko dysonansów.

 In this California king bed
We're ten thousand miles apart

 She makes you feel the most, keep your souls alive
But what we had, it never really died

 Hurtin' vibe, man, it hurts inside when I look you in yo eye

 Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof