Story Of The Year - Real life

Say the words, say the words
I don't wanna hear
Look away, look away
Bad things in the mirror
Twist the knife, twist the knife
In my back again
Make you cry, make you cry
Then you're back again

All that we are in a box
On a shelf that we can't climb
To the top so high
We can't come down

I don't know where we go from here
When I'm with you I see so clear
You and I are suicide
But that's just real life
We didn't fall this far to break
Maybe there's beauty in the pain
You and I are suicide
But that's just real life

You said "this hurts too much
I don't wanna stay"
Find a nice rich man
Give you everything
But nobody else
Makes you feel this way
Like a drug, like a drug
That you love to take

All that we are in a box
On a shelf that we can't climb
To the top so high
We can't come down

I don't know where we go from here
When I'm with you I see so clear
You and I are suicide
But that's just real life
We didn't fall this far to break
Maybe there's beauty in the pain
You and I are suicide
But that's just real life

And I would die
If you weren't mine
And I would die

I don't know where we go from here
When I'm with you I see so clear
You and I are suicide
But that's just real life
We didn't fall this far to break
Maybe there's beauty in the pain
You and I are suicide
But that's just real life
That's just real life