I'm sick of living off Of leaving all the things I thought I loved It's not the fact they all deceive I just believe a lying tongue and maybe I was built for the guilt that I let sink in But lately I would kill for the will that lived in me Would it be easier to turn away From all the things we've made? Too afraid and I can't take it And down the road I know I'll miss your face And all the things we made Too afraid and I can't fake it And I don't mean to kill this dream we've got I'm used to lying through my teeth Before the feeling seems to stop And maybe I can stay, run away from the pain inside But lately I'm aware, I don't care for the ones I leave behind Would it be easier to turn away From all the things we've made? Too afraid and I can't take it And down the road I know I'll miss your face And all the things we made Too afraid and I can't fake it I'm so sorry; she cut me deep And hope hasn't found me since Would it be easier to turn away From all the things we've made? Too afraid and I can't take it Would it be easier to turn away From all the things we've made? Too afraid and I can't take it And down the road I know I'll miss your face And all the things we made Too afraid and I can't fake it