Maybe you tried but I know better
Than to hear your side
I'd feel better maybe if you cried too
Eyes teary and sore
I'm ringing the bell and I know you hear it
But I can't tell if you're laughing or crying
You hide it so well
You've done this before

With splintered hands
I keep knocking on your door
With splintered hands
I keep knocking on your door

You offer your help but I don't want it
Keep it to yourself
I'd rather die than do that again
I've made that mistake before

You just stand there
You see I'm bleeding all over
But I don't care I'm used to this
There's broken glass everywhere
I'm cold and sore

With splintered hands
I keep knocking on your door
With splintered hands
I keep knocking on your door

With splintered hands
I keep knocking on your door
With splintered hands
I keep knocking on your door