Standard (EADGBE)
Eye to eye stand winners and losers
hurt be envy cut by greed
face to face with their own disillusion
the scars of old romances still on their cheeks
and when blow by blow the passion dies sweet little death
just have been lies the memories of gone by time
would still recall the lie
the first cut wont hurt at all
the second only makes you wonder
the third will have you on your knees
you start bleeding i start screeming
its too late the decision is made by fate
time to prove what forever should last
whoes feelings are so true as to stand the test
whoes demands are so strong as to parry attempts
when blow by blow the passion dies sweet little death
just have been lies the merories of a gone by time
would still recall the lie
the first cut wont hurt at all
the second only makes you wonder
the third will have you on your knees
you start bleeding i start screaming