To view the world through the bottom of an empty glass   These blurred images of smiles of so-called friends   You're so tired    The weight of the room is set to strangle   Her arms go limp and so she closed her eyes       This always happens in the night    It happens every single time    You feel the turning of the knife    In your gut and neon blinds your eyes      Sing the song of sorrow    The past is no tomorrow    Starting now there will be a brand new day       Cut deep, scars bleed;    These wounds will heal       The memories will fade away [x2]      You said the nights were too long,    But with bloody knuckles we carried on    You said the lights were too bright   In your eyes and sang your sad songs    We buckled down and broke the bottles spilling dreams across the street   Erase the images the pitter pat of tiny feet.      Sing the song of sorrow    The past is no tomorrow    Starting now there will be a brand new day