Everyday is a boring day waiting for your call
Keep my thoughts in picture frames broken against the wall
I m fed up devoting my time you pay no attention to me
I m sick of putting my life on the line for something you can t see
All of these things will never come true
How can they when I m not with you
Thank you for nothing you stupid whore
Lying to me was all your good for, was all your good for
So many questions I d like to ask about your past
Then again I don t want to know
I can tell by the silence that your eyes show
Rumours come between us there ripping us apart
I don t know how much longer I can take a broken heart
All of these things will never come true
How can they when I m not with you
Thank you for nothing you stupid whore
Lying to me was all your good for, was all your good for
Take me away...