Show me all the good lies What you keep up locked inside In a small afraid moment Appetite finally waning Come by any time Took the last one when you looked away Cycles of thoughts Tumbling in In a bitter automatic Code So right But so unkind Cycles of thoughts tumbling in In a bitter automatic Code So right But so unkind Finally, it's over I can only offer you my condolences The more you were asking for it The less tragic it is Then I know it's over All we're left with are condolences The more you were asking for it The less tragic it is