My, what a sight you are

You look like you've come apart

You push and the walls come down

Now, you're caught between the walls and the ground

You turn and face me

But you could not face your own pain

Calling you wrong

Calling you out, calling you gone

You clean yourself up very well

So that it's hard to tell

A bomb went off in your soul

And even that wouldn't fill the hole

And you turn and face me

But you could not face your own pain

Calling you wrong

Calling you out, calling you gone

Babe, calling you wrong

Calling you out, calling you gone

Babe, calling you wrong

Calling you out, calling you gone

Babe, calling you wrong

Calling you out, calling you gone

You turn and face me

But you could not face your own pain

Calling you wrong

Calling you out calling you gone

Babe, calling you wrong

Calling you out, calling you gone, yeah