you're waiting for something. to erase the sting of yesterday. they want you today. they build you up to throw away. . you can laugh, you can try. to put me off and step aside.
I stumble through the wreckage rusted from the rain. There's nothin' left to salvage, no one left to blame. Among the broken mirrors I don't look the same.
I guess I shoulda known shoulda seen it coming. Read the writing on the wall. Try, try, try to see the good. I guess I knew you could. You're capable of everything.
No one knows what is hurting inside me. But I feel it in every breath. So many have promised to heal me. Till my money and hope was spent. And I am hiding in this crowd.
We are not blind, we know the truth. Still we don't stand, still we don't choose. We'd rather stay, so comfortable. Stuck in our world under control. .
We're taking over. We got the last line. We're going full drive. Hi little sisters put your heels up. and grab your hot sauce. . Rise up revolution, whoa-whoa (yeah) whoa-whoa (C'mon).
Ooooho. Rockin' At The Disco. . D-i-s-c. D-i-s-c-o. Ooooho. . D-i-s-c. D-i-s-c-o. Ooooho. . Stand Up. Everybody Here We Go. No More. Listening to The Radio.
Out of college. Out of plans. In no hurry. To be a man. Call a friend. In California. . And head West. Interstates. See the country. Ride the brake. In a cobalt.
The crumbling walls. Are gonna cave in tonight. And the powers that have been. They will hear our call all right. . Oh I got a reason to believe. . We're carving our names.
The future is uncertain. And I've got to see. So tell me what you're planning. Planning for you and me. . Turn up that silent revolution. Tune into the sound that's in your head.
My love your eye's look so tired tonight. Hit from all sides I know how this life can crush. you inside Your dreams and your drive, all things. aside.
Verse 1:. Youve marched. To your pomp and your circumstance. Bravely. Youre starched youre a formal affair and I. Cant breathe. Youre smart you know all those big words.
Hey!. . Waking up to the sound of text messages. And typing in my ear. You just can't wait to check your e-mail. I'll beg and beg, baby connect with me instead.
All my little plans and schemes. Lost like some forgotten dream. Seems that all I really was doing. Was waitin' for you. . Just like little girls and boys.