Lirieke: Nickelback. The Long Road. Because Of You.
Hands on the mirror, can't get much clearer
Can't make this all go away
Now that you're bleeding, you stare at the ceiling
And watch as it all fades away
From what you do, because of you
You know I can't be there, each time that you call
I swore not to come, but I'm here after all
I know by the look that I see in your eye
I won't stand around and I won't watch you die
From what you do
(What you do, what you do)
What becomes of you?
(What you do, what you do)
What becomes of?
Now that you did this, you ask for forgiveness
Doctor, could you be my priest
You say you're mistaken, but look what you've taken
You laugh as you lie through your teeth
From what you do, because of you
You know I can't be there, each time that you call
I swore not to come, but I'm here after all
I know by the look that I see in your eye
I won't stand around and I won't watch you die
From what you do
(What you do, what you do)
What becomes of you?
(What you do, what you do)
What becomes of?
From what you do
Hands on the mirror, can't get much clearer
Can't make this all go away
Now that you're bleeding, you stare at the ceiling
And watch as it all fades away
From what you do, because of you
You know I can't be there, each time that you call
I swore not to come, but I'm here after all
I know by the look that I see in your eye
I won't stand around and I won't watch you die
From what you do
(What you do, what you do)
What become's of you?
(What you do, what you do)
What become's of?
Becomes of
Can't make this all go away
Now that you're bleeding, you stare at the ceiling
And watch as it all fades away
From what you do, because of you
You know I can't be there, each time that you call
I swore not to come, but I'm here after all
I know by the look that I see in your eye
I won't stand around and I won't watch you die
From what you do
(What you do, what you do)
What becomes of you?
(What you do, what you do)
What becomes of?
Now that you did this, you ask for forgiveness
Doctor, could you be my priest
You say you're mistaken, but look what you've taken
You laugh as you lie through your teeth
From what you do, because of you
You know I can't be there, each time that you call
I swore not to come, but I'm here after all
I know by the look that I see in your eye
I won't stand around and I won't watch you die
From what you do
(What you do, what you do)
What becomes of you?
(What you do, what you do)
What becomes of?
From what you do
Hands on the mirror, can't get much clearer
Can't make this all go away
Now that you're bleeding, you stare at the ceiling
And watch as it all fades away
From what you do, because of you
You know I can't be there, each time that you call
I swore not to come, but I'm here after all
I know by the look that I see in your eye
I won't stand around and I won't watch you die
From what you do
(What you do, what you do)
What become's of you?
(What you do, what you do)
What become's of?
Becomes of
The Long Road
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