Another sun is rising, another lone walk back home. There's just so many faces, but no one I need to know and in the dark, I can't fight it. I fight until I'm wrong, but in the bright light I taste you on my tongue. And now the party's over and everybody's gone, I'm left here with myself wonder what went wrong, and now my heart is broken like the bottles on the floor, does it really matter or am I just hungover you? Even my dirty laundry, everything just smells like you and now my head is throbbing every song is out of tune. In the dark, I can't fight it 'til it disappears, but in the day light I taste you in my tears. Now, I've got myself looking like a mess, standing alone here at the end, try to pretend, but no, I put up my fight, but this is it this time 'cause I'm here at the end.