The Unwritten Pages - Pretty Maids

Everyday routine

Just the same old scene

There’s no love between us

It’s dying

If I will you won’t

If you do I don’t

Love is skin and bone

Accusation’s flying

Now there’s nothing that could solve our differencies

And change our acts of no address

We’re only suffering from our reality

It’s just a game of hit and miss

All the bridges left behind

The bliss we couldn’t find

All the unwritten pages

We don’t know what is to come

We can not see beyond

The unwritten pages

No more bitter pills

Mental overkill

We just fool ourselves

All this fuzz and fighting

No more vicious words

All they do is hurt

No more throwing dirt

Girl we’re sliding

There ain’t no cure for all this heartbreak overload

Our lives are left in disarray

We’re holding on to something we lost so long ago

We should have gone our separate ways

Now love is colder

Like the river turning ice

There ain’t no feelings to restore

They’re gone forevermore

Nothing to work out

Nothing to retain

You see there ain’t no common ground

No passion to be found

We ought to know