From the get-go I knew this was hard to hold. Like a crash the whole thing spun out of control. Oh, on a wire, we were dancing. Two kids, no consequences.
Show us off to all your friends. We're the trophy boys. From here to with and when. We break and break your dreams up. . Keeping us a secret. We're the back pocket believers.
Long live The Reckless and The Brave,. I don't think I wanna be saved,. My song has not been sung. So long live us. Looking out at a town called Suburbia.
My ship went down. In a sea of sound. When I woke up alone. I had everything. A handful of moments. I wished I could change. And a tongue like a nightmare that cut like a blade.
Hey kid, you've got a lot of potential. But I think its time to move up. So go on and blow us away with your sound. . Now you're everything that we've come to love.
Stop fucking around with my emotions. I like you better when you're numb. I'm sick and tired of false devotion. Devote yourself to moving on. Or suck it up and let it go.
i'm looking forward to another day without you. the way i see it you could never do what i do. i welcomed you with open arms,. you drove the knife write through my heart.
Lipstick has a way of leaving more than just a mark on my sheets. Coloring my senses cherry red, at least for this week. Kisses under starry night skies, talked about in song.
Well, you're a long walk from my street. And I'm dying in this summer heat. I hope like hell you're waiting, waiting. . Everybody's living like they're crazy in love.
It's a long way home. When you're on your own. And your only friends. Are traffic lights. Speaking in morse code.... Yeah, the road is long. And I am tired....
What I am supposed to do, uh oh. When she's so damn cold, like twenty below?. That girl, that girl, she's such a btch. But I tell myself I can handle it.
Thanks to you!. Thanks to you I'm moving on. . Chasing out my skeletons and the trouble the have caused.. And all thanks to you I'm turning over. The pages in this book of revelations.
3 pm on my feet and staggering. Through misplaced words and a sinking feeling. I got carried away. Sick, Sick of sleeping on the floor. Another night another score.
You spin your words like a record in motion,. step into the party, step out a commotion,. with stars in your eyes,. and with fire at your fingertips,.
Caught in a cold sweat stuck splitting hairs. I'm drinking too much. I'm on my way to striking out. . Go to sleep with the pressure of everyone. Watching, waiting, they're yours for the taking.
I woke up in a stranger's bed. With pins and needles in my head. And the clock ticking off the wall. Oh, yeah, oh, yeah. . I don't even know myself. I wish I could be someone else.
You say goodbye to the halls and the classes. Say hello to a job and the taxes. The weekends with old friends, spilling into 9-5 routines. . Tell me how you feel over and done with.
I woke up in a stranger's bed. with pins and needles in my head. and the clock ticking off the wall. Oh yeah Oh yeah. . I don't even know myself. I wish I could be someone else.
Pick yourself up off the ground. You're sure as hell to good. To let them hold you down. . Waste of chances. Waste of time. (You gotta let me be me). .
Time to lay claim to the evidence. Fingerprints sold me out. But our footprints washed away from the docks downtown. It's been getting late for days. And I think myself deserving of a little time off.