almost lost you again I don't wanna see through the eyes of a liar Hold the door for me I set them on fire back then They didn't know what hit them It
them. Where are your drugs? We need your escape. Where are your drugs? Today we need them. Where are your drugs? We need your escape. Where are your drugs? Today we need them
feet, scratched your head, and started together the life that you trust all around me. I can?t fight for a graveyard, I can?t fight for a graveyard
you in a sandstorm. I never left for a second at all. You?re still chasing him. My saving grace is saving face. Lost on the back burner. Good for, good for
m half alive. Thinking of someone else. I saw you praying just to pray for me. I felt something happening. I was just falling asleep. But thanks for your help, thanks for
when I was across the room, I was across the room. I sick of standing alone when you?re here. Who?s good enough for you? Who?s good enough for you?
they?ll be shouting the truth. One day they?ll all be cheering for you, they?ll all be cheering for you, they?ll all be cheering for you, they?ll all be cheering for
dragging me out again in my little day dream. The stars in your eyes they are burning you alive. I was better off all alone in my own world. I?m not gonna fall for
to a pole, shaking above the snow I try to pretend, I try to pretend, everything?s just in my head. The choir?s in line, belting its soul, over the dying crowd. Singing for
By a T.V. studio And every conversation Everyone's had with you Was scripted by the writers Living in Los Angeles Smile for the camera Put on a show for
the cities and pray for your little lives. You've all escaped, I've stayed. I'm so tired of running away. I wanna stay at home for the end of the world
Hold your own jacket please I'm not in the mood Millions of trains under the ground This city was the blueprint for hell Passed out, sleeping at your
are now revealed to the masses huddled together for some small measure of comfort. First the adults were separated from their children amid cries and pleas for
by a thing the world Could conjure up to kill them, but he let it kill them What a bunch of fools we lovers are. And now shes smiling, with her self
like Armor All, watch the Wildsdale partners fall Watch out for the handshake, fall down flat on the ground All down like a big flat pancake Baby let me be the guy for
mixture Things they do is unbelievable The web is weaved of bullshit Lies behind in disguise Designed to deceive you Forked tongues speak of fortune Out of their grasp For them
