Love doesn't live here in this room, there's only me and you, and the roses covering this floor that take me back to the nights where we knew what we were fighting for...

There's a thousand things to say but I've got just so few words. And every time I hold your hand it reminds me of my own funeral

Cause you take the best of me and you throw it all away. But if you didn't want me for who I am, then why do you still stay? Another nail in this coffin door. Love doesn't live here anymore.

And in the summer we both danced by the fire we built in the sand. But it was too close to the sea And the waves put out the flame that burned in you and me.

But I never wanted things to end like this... We're still holding onto cold hearts. We're still trying to make a spark within our kiss, but it was over from the start. And now we don't make sense anymore and we're dying just to find if we're worth living for.

Cause you take the best of me and you throw it all away. But if you didn't want me for who I am, then why do you still stay? Another nail in this coffin door. Love doesn't live here anymore.

And now I have a blank canvas, but you just fill it all in black. And you leave an empty hole where my heart should be painted at. But I'm learning to take control so I'll paint it red myself. Because I know that you can't paint me properly when you're just wishing I were somebody else.

So I'll let your hand go and I'll take the best of me. I'll learn to make it on my own. Within this dark room I am freed. Another painting on the wall.

Love lives in here after all.