i'm not asking for that much i only want the truth when you tell me how you feel i'm not gonna play the games that make you feel like shit i'm not
and i'll be dreamin' of a better place only to call you in the morning with the same excuse again by the side of the freeway watchin' all the cars go by
I find myself here once again under clouds of indecision reflections looking right through me I can't believe the lies we tell ourselves the music used
now tell a lie, I'm SICK OF THE CROWD TONIGHT! I want somebody else, Wanna make you destroy yourself, I want ya to take it out on me, ON ME... I'm caught by
No one knows where I buried my sweet Virgina Madison the winter chill falls over me and keeps me numb inside under the moon by the edge of town she'll
sickness and in death infected every word and every thought and every single breath twisted by design the creeps deep inside of me feedin off this hunger, rage and the insecurity tempted by
grey sky man is talking to the sidewalk once again your perfect vision of the world it goes unheard as the rain falls down on your head it slips inside
I can see it in your eyes I can hear it in your voice The signs are obvious that all we had has run its course And I don't mind giving up the upper hand
out loud to anyone who'll listen I'm not afraid to be alive I'm afraid to be alone Late at night my monsters find me From under the bed or right out
A look of discontentement fills your hazel eyes As I ask for the millionth time what's goin' on? You seem to be confused about just where you stand with
tore down all my walls and then they made all my hatred a crime debilitating us with all their complacency our thoughts become mundane our generation thinks the same our minds anesthetized by
One o one point one fahrenheit To some it's a fever to her it's just right I can't hold her and it's bringing me down Her blood runs hot but her heart
world and it's good to see you're still standing strong not too long ago you were tearing at a world that would never let you in strung out, outcast
Another desperate call you're not around I got a head so full of worry 'cause you're nowhere to be found displaced and out of order I've been down on
I'm not asking for that much I only want the truth when you tell me how you feel I'm not gonna play the games that make you feel like shit I'm not asking
and I'll be dreamin' of a better place only to call you in the morning with the same excuse again by the side of the freeway watchin' all the cars go by
