She has so many things that she wants to say
But when it’s time to talk they all fall away
There’s just so much that’s wrong the words don’t come to mind
But she won’t lie again, she says that every time
All these days and all these nights
They burn the same by the city lights
We know the way to make things right
But it’s easier to leave than fight
And it’s been building up the weight of her deceit
But to tell the truth is to admit defeat
A chain is just as strong as its weakest link
And she is only wrong when she stops to think
All these days and all these nights
They burn the same by the city lights
We know the way to make things right
But it’s easier to leave than fight
She can’t lie alone
She’d rather die alone
Says it’s the path of least resistance
Is this the path of least resistance