This is a sad story, 
violins and harmony, 
bleed out the memory, 
live through the melody. 
Vinyl records that spin infinitely. 
The promises and words are empty. 
Words without love don't mean a thing.
You said "just lie to me and sing." 
You can play me anything. 
I feel the lies all beginning. 
"I will run to you if you should call. 
I will catch you if you should fall. 
I will make you whole if you feel small."
Empty words with no meaning at all. 
If you don't love me set me free. 
We're living through a melody.
You put your records on repeat 
we hear the same old melody and beat. 
The words have echoed in our hearts. 
We even memorize our parts. 
Go through the motions, we don't feel. 
To save a promise that isn’t real. 
And though it seems empty and so wrong. 
You said lie to me and sing your song. 
"I will run to you if you should call. 
I will catch you if you should fall. 
I will make you whole if you feel small." 
Empty words with no meaning at all. 
If you don't love me set me free. 
We're living through a melody. 
This is a sad story, 
violins and harmony, 
bleed out the memory, 
live through the melody.