I still shed, shed the tears.
forked tongue and tainted poisoned pen
marked as you crucified me again
Lost in fiction
you'll find harmony
Switching diction
so no one can say
And I might need another chance
Thought I'd lost this confidence
I'll pick myself up, off the ground
so I can find what can't be found
And all the stories you can say
all the ways that you deceive
Will never stop me getting through
I will find my way to you
I will take, take the blame
And be made the scapegoat once again
Outside the actions of a thief
Lost in fiction
you'll find harmony
Switch indiction
so no one can see
And I might need another chance
Thought I'd lost this confidence
I'll pick myself off the ground
so I can find what can't be found
And all the stories you can see
All the ways that you deceive
Will never stop me getting through
I will find my way to you
And I might need another chance
Thought I'd lost this confidence
I'll pick myself off the ground
so I can find what can't be found
And all the stories you can see
all the ways that you deceive
Will never stop me getting through
I will find my way to you