Cutting Room Floor

You've grown so far away
That nothing's going to change
Pass hopeless silence
And exploited rage

Another toxic cycle
Another sleepless night
Another twisted alibi
To drive

And I've been standing by
Reminding myself of every lie

There's nothing left, no remorse
This isn't love this is a war
The fight was fixed at the front door
Of your cutting room floor

Nothing left, no remorse
This isn't love this is a war
The fight was fixed at the front door
Of your cutting room floor

And I know I'm right
But I'm sick of screaming
At a wall of silence
While you wash your hands clean

Another toxic cycle
Another sleepless night
Another twisted alibi
To drive

And I've been standing by
Reminding myself of every lie

There's nothing left, no remorse
This isn't love this is a war
The fight was fixed at the front door
Of your cutting room floor

Nothing left, no remorse
This isn't love this is a war
The fight was fixed at the front door
Of your cutting room floor

There's nothing left [x2]

Another toxic cycle
Another sleepless night
Another twisted alibi

Another toxic cycle
Another sleepless night
Reminding myself of every lie

(This is a war!)

There's nothing left, no remorse
This isn't love this is a war
The fight was fixed at the front door
Of your cutting room floor

There's nothing left, no remorse
This isn't love this is a war
The fight was fixed at the front door
Of your cutting room floor