Writing on the Wall - Vince Neil

As sorry as it seems

It can be like it used to be

We live on broken dreams

We’ve given up on trying

The face I thought I always knew

The picture that I’d paint of you

Your crying eyes are lying

Can’t you see the writing on the wall

Will the ghost from the past

Show us how it used to be

Draw the line on the things we said

Let them fade away

Now you’ll see the writing on the wall

Oh yea, everything that used to be

Is writing on the wall

All the time we fooled ourselves

Had some fun if nothing else

But oh our little world was dying

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