| Song Length |
3:58 |
Genre |
Rock - Alternative |
Lyrics
who told you that you could treat me this way
who taught you to say the things that you say
who took you to all the places you've been
you said it all before but now say it again
a stifled cry from a desperate man
swingin' at the air with an open hand
forget about the voices and the things that they said
you're better off alone
you're better off dead
it looks like a storm's blowin' in with the tide
it looks like this one's gonna put up a fight
so grab your things and hang down low
somewhere safe when there's nowhere to go
a stifled cry from a desperate man
swingin' at the air with an open hand
forget about the voices and the things that they said
you're better off alone
you're better off dead
was it a long long time ago
in a far away place that I had never even heard of
long long time ago
I was better off dead
who told you that you could treat me this way
who taught you to say the things that you say