it’s happening again   this restless feeling inside   i’m going down the drain    where all my feelings hide   buried in their graves   with markers made of memories      i’d thought i’d gotten over you   but now i cant tell lies from truth   and i’m wishing i could stop   falling from my dream   of what to be for you      if i could tell you all my lies   would you choose to see the truth   i guess i’d be ashamed   and be out of words to say   watching my dreams sprout wings and fly away      i’d thought i’d gotten over you   but now i cant tell lies from truth   and i’m wishing i could stop   falling from my dream   of what to be for you      i lay flowers on the grave   and climb up through the drain   look behind me one last time   i guess what the outside doesn\'t know wont hurt   and i thought i was out of lies      i’d thought i’d gotten over you   but now i cant tell lies from truth   and i’m wishing i could stop   falling from my dream   of what to be for you