Interpret:

From Autumn To Ashes

Album:

The Fiction We Live

So I'm sorry, as two hands open doors.
Something serene to steal my life away.
Climbing on the way up, sizing up the competition,
Waiting for the right time,
To strike a chord and change your life
Don't you ever think
For one second that
I will forget the
Reasons that I cried.
You are no more potent
Than words that choke me.
I sit and ask you
Two words.
But this is not a product,
And we're not in a competition,
Waiting for the right time,
To strike a chord and change your life
Regret's how I spell your name.
In light of what you have done.
How can you not feel the same?
My love will fade with the sun.
As days go by, shed a tear.
I hate your face more than life.
I'll fake a smile for (you) my dear.
So I turn away,
Climbing on the way up,
Sizing up the competition,
Waiting for the right time,
To strike a chord and change your life.