I would've bet my life on being right when I was wrong
No doubts, all figured out
The highest hill worth dying on
Time opened up every cut
The light readjusted my eyes and my bones were re-broken

Never thought I'd say this
I fucking hate it
Shame on me all along
Trust comes tough and nothing's ever enough at the end of the gun

Exhausted, against the odds, and playing God
Looks like I lost it all, and my guard had fallen

I wish l'd played for keeps
But it felt safe to makе believe
And all еxcuses have escaped me

Never thought I'd say this
I fucking hate it
Shame on me all along
Trust comes tough and nothing's ever enough at the end of the gun
At the end of the gun