History Repeats Itself - Pulley

All these names I can’t complain

Thoughts of you were everything

All the fun is over now

The smiles off my face

The words are scratched it’s hard to read

THe passions gone that’s best for me

Every dog must have it’s day

Believing in sincerity

Feeling numb she slammed the door

Left to think there’s so much more

Out of sight now out of mind

Are you truly gone?

Goodbye corrections to the promises you break

We finally found your honesty’s a lie

You lead your army till there’s nothing left

And no one to return

Now you’re standing all alone

Who would think that we could show personality?