Same Old Story (live)

(Telling me the same old story)

When the storm grows

I find your face behind your helpless hands

When the cracks show

In your mirrored, mirrored eyes

When the words come out

So splintered and predictable again

Then I find you

(Telling me the same old story)

Stories of love

Stories and lies

Stories of love

The same old story

(Telling me the same old story)

When the day goes

I can hear you crying out behind your paper smile

And the light that shines

Won't give you strength to talk to me at all

And the sound I hear

Is not the sound I want to hear from you

'Cause you're always

(Telling me the same old story)

Stories of love

Stories and lies

Stories of love

The same old story...