I'm tired of telling the story
Tired of telling it your way
Yeah I know what I saw
I know that I found the floor
Before you take my heart, reconsider
Before you take my heart, reconsider
I've opened the door
I've opened the door
Here comes the summer's son
He burns my skin
I ache again
I'm over you
I thought I had a dream to hold
Maybe that has gone
Smokk - I'm tired of telling the story
Tired of telling it your way
Yeah I know wha...