The noise he makes behind the closed door. I closed my eyes and imagined I was somewhere else. The noise you make me want to close that chapter of my life. Does he know the lie he tells makes me want to leave him behind? I am tired of the sound he makes. When I confirmed you about it, you say it, my imagination plays trick on me. You hide behind your lie. I looked at you with tears in my eyes. Because you won't stay quiet, you won't stop for me....