running from yourself afraid of what you're going to find. face up to what you've done. traded in your self respect for nothing. now you're good as dead. in my eyes. can't get back what you lost– in my eyes. if you could see yourself, this once meant everything to us. it all means nothing now, it all means nothing. you're on your way, to something that we said we'd never be. it doesn't mean that it's the end without you. now that you are good as gone.. tell me.. you're on your way, to something we said we'd never– you're as good as dead– in my eyes.. can't get back what you lost- in my eyes. this once meant everything to us. this once meant everything. and now you're lost.
