Got nothing to loose this time and I'm bored with the same old lines I never know what to do or what to say to you One look and you'll knock me out You
I'm holding on, waiting for your call It's simple but I can't explain this I'm sinking down, I feel like I could die I'm falling off, I don't know why
I remember how you radiate Chemicals react on acetate The camera never lies, it stole my fate Now I can't find my way A lullaby, race the tide Killed
I understand your point of view So what do I say? I've been underwhelmed before You've got a lot to prove Somewhere lines get crossed it's true It's
Quicksilver and wax You don't have to ask Black satellite And I'm okay But every time you call I can't hear a sound So I'll try to stay But when I feel
I wanna get out when everything's alright Can't you see I'm a wreck? Gonna crash and burn I wanna get out I've done my time If you fuck with me I might
I need a bigger mood To block out the sun I don't wanna see what I've become And you could fight your way Give back what you really want It's nothing
She?s on fire like a rocket spinning out of control Try to stop her but you just don?t know how to keep it inside C-c-can you keep on turning out, I?ll
She paints her nails and she don't know He's got her best friend on the phone She'll wash her hair, his dirty clothes Are all he gives to her And he'
I don't need to know why 'Cause tomorrow I'll be fine I should learn to be still If I close my eyes I'll realize what you meant Don't wait for the sun
Pirate satellite transmission A truth is power if you listen So listen With radiation low This ghost becomes my skin and bones Our future lies in sound
She likes the boys in the band I'm moving fast as I can Sliding over in her direction Pause to check out my reflection She's wearing all the right clothes
I don't understand how we drift so far away I keep on holding on but your hands are feeling so numb Nobody told me that there would be days like these
I wanna turn you on again Turn you around and maybe then Tune you out I don't know how to make it real What ever you want it's not big deal I'll change
Nobody really knows the pain But everybody knows your name You've got their full attention All eyes on you Small talk can get you through the day There
The snow is a backdrop It's the scene where the past gets dropped You're hands are sweating Even though you're shivering It's best to have thick skin
Some call it love I don't know what you're thinkin' of Such a mystery to me Somehow you always like to play undercover It's your path to discover Roll
