21 acessos
It's been one too many days wondering what I did wrong
One too many days hoping to hear the phone
One too many days feeling all alone
Maybe it's time for me to move on
So I'm taking the hurt, the bruises and wounds
The stones from the wreckage to build something new
Sometimes a lie makes you search for the truth
Sometimes the worst brings the best out of you
Sometimes the worst brings the best out of you
All this emptiness is space for me to breathe again
Loneliness is finding my own freedom
Through the shame I taught myself to walk with grace
One day you'll regret those heartless things you said
So I'm taking the hurt, the bruises and wounds
Tearing it down, down to build something new
Sometimes a lie makes you search for the truth
Sometimes the worst brings the best out of you
I won't go back, I wish you well
I lost my way but found myself
Taking the hurt, the bruises and wounds
Tearing it down, down to build something new
Sometimes a lie makes you search for the truth
Sometimes the worst brings the best out of you
Sometimes the worst brings the best out of you
Sometimes the worst brings the best out of you