Lyrics:

Trees are whisperin' a story untold
Birds hummin' tunes, oh so old
I'd rather trade my mouth for a beak
'Cause all we do is fight whenever we speak

Shuffled down these streets before
My feet too weary to carry me anymore
And nothing really seems to change
Except the new bars and their neon light

And I really hope the best of luck to you
Even though we messed up bad I still love you
And I hope that in your life you will succeed
And when you're deep down and out it's okay to bleed

So tell me what to do now
Am I the only one who hasn't figured this out?
So tell me what to do now
I guess the easiest way is to walk that line

And I really hope the best of luck to you
Even though we screwed up bad I still think of you
And I hope that in your life you will succeed
And when you're deep down and out you can call on me

What once was is now gone
By the bruises on my soul
Bruises on my soul
What once was is now gone
By the bruises on my soul
Bruises on my soul

What once was is now gone
By the bruises on my soul
Bruises on my soul
What once was is now gone
By the bruises on my soul
Bruises on my soul