What would you do if you were me? Impatience wears thin so easily. How many times is a second chance? Can I count all those times with my two hands? I know you're sorry, but I don't know if that means more than just goodbye. Tell me the same old story. Faking a smile, truth can't hide behind your eyes. You know that I'm willing to forgive. All of those times, I will relive. I count all the times that you come back. I count the days until you pack. I know you're sorry, but I don't know if that means more than just goodbye. Tell me the same old story. Faking a smile, truth can't hide behind your eyes. I'm sick and tired of being sick of you. You're running out of time. I hate to see you cry. I know you're sorry, but I don't know if that means more than just goodbye. Tell me the same old story. Faking a smile, truth can't hide behind your eyes. I know you're sorry, but I don't know if that means more than just goodbye. (Does that mean more than just goodbye?) Tell me the same old story. Faking a smile, truth can't hide behind your eyes. The truth can't hide behind your eyes.