This side of hate, seems just like the other
All the time it takes, is it worth the bother
Would you go farther, is it even an option
Farther, lack of any insight
If you take out of fear, it'd leave me with nothing
And to break from faith, it would seem unlikely
That you'd go farther, if that's the only option
Farther, lack of any hope or want
Forget the tome, leave it untied on the altar
Forgive the tome, save the scorn solely for the author
And say it's over
Hurt till November
Say it's over
Never see December
This side of hate, stings just like the other
All the time it takes, is it worth the bother
That you'd go farther, that's the only option
Farther, lack of any hope or want
Forget the tome, leave it untied on the altar
Forgive the tome, save the scorn solely for the author
And say it's over
Hurt till November
Say it's over
Never see December
Fade out