Knocking On My Door

Knocking On My Door My twisted truths and broken promises, leave me stronger though I’ve paid my homage’s-This monster that I'm feeding, keeps me wanting and needing-It's a mystery that I have some heart left-And you weren't help at all, you stood by and watch me fall-And it's time for the people-To come asking you, just where I have been-I knocked so loudly at your door, we fell laughing on your floor-The books of letters we would send, I miss your smiley faces-How will you remember me-Between hatred and broken friendship, Is where you will find me -Picking up the pieces-I'm sifting through the lies of what we have left-I’m searching for the answers so when-People ask me, just where you've been...well I tell them-If our paths ever cross again-I hope you will smile at me like a friend, and go back for a moment to when-And no one is knocking at my door and I don't laugh as much anymore-And though my letters have been torn, I find it's not hard to recall-Remember me-Remember me yea-Twisted truths and broken promises, leave me stronger though I’ve paid my homage's.