It's been one too many days wondering what I did wrong

One too many days hoping to hear the phone

One too many days feeling all alone

Maybe it's time for me to move on.

So I'm taking the hurt, the bruises and wounds

The stones from the wreckage to build something new

Sometimes a lie makes you search for the truth

Sometimes the worst brings the best out of you

Sometimes the worst brings the best out of you.

All this emptiness is space for me to breathe again

Loneliness is finding my own freedom

Through the shame I taught myself to walk with grace

One day you'll regret those heartless things you said.

So I'm taking the hurt, the bruises and wounds

Tearing it down, down to build something new

Sometimes a lie makes you search for the truth

Sometimes the worst brings the best out of you.

I won't go back, I wish you well

I lost my way but found myself.

Taking the hurt, the bruises and wounds

Tearing it down, down to build something new

Sometimes a lie makes you search for the truth

Sometimes the worst brings the best out of you

Sometimes the worst brings the best out of you

Sometimes the worst brings the best out of you.