Behind My Back Lyrics & Chords By Idle Hands

And through a steady crowd I will wonder who will turn their back on us, take down one friend for another. Exchanging words of hate that make us fall from grace. And with a chilling pace my eyes burn, my heart disintegrates. Here lies a crumbled soul. With respect for me I will not break. I'm your problem, you're my mistake. One fine day. I will not break. And on the story goes...