Falling Down - The Birthday Massacre

Farewell, this blackened eye

She learned your lessons falling down

Far behind and tracing footsteps home

Despite your lack of pride

She wore your imperfections well, dignified

Spend your time alone, trace your footsteps home

Your hands are always reaching out of favour

Your kind are only good for bad behaviour

Your mouth was never one to trust, you’re always speaking out

Falling far behind, falling out of line

Farewell, this bitter tongue

She spoke your lessons falling down, talking out

And breaking silence

Despite the harm you’ve done

She swallowed your rejection well, amplified

Sing your song alone, trace your footsteps home

Your hands are always reaching out of favour

Your kind are only good for bad behaviour

Your mouth was never one to trust, you’re always speaking out

Falling far behind, follow…

Spend your time, falling down

Speaking out, falling far behind

Your time, running out

Talking down, falling out of line

Your hands are always reaching out of favour

Your kind are only good for bad behaviour

Your mouth was never one to trust, you’re always speaking out

Falling far behind, falling out of line