Tired of being guilty
Left for wandering alone
Give me a good reason
Why I shouldn't head back home
There's no more excuses
And more turning back
It's just another mile to go
With you riding on my neck
It seemed like the first time again and again
But I'm tired of believing you
My life was at stake and you took it away
For as long as I play by the rules
Now I'm turning the tables no you
My feet are bleeding
On the floor of broken glass
Through shattered memories
I heave my chains away
Oh, at least I found some pride to stand
Instead of laying down and die
It seemed like the first time again and again
But I'm tired of believing you
My life was at stake and you took it away
For as long as I play by the rules
Every mistake that you ever make
Will be turning the tables on you
It's the least you expect me to do
Now I'm turning the tables on you
Now I’m turning the tables on you
Blown by the wind
Buried in the sand
Means to an end
Means to an end
