Saccharine Lyrics - Good Riddance

Lie in a hedgrow 

I have grown bigger than 

Two timing a talk show 

We pitch the perfect plan 

Like leather and concrete 

Find strength in sterile eyes 

Downtown where the tracks meet 

Rain bleeds from swollen skies 

And we're all trapped inside this maze 

Caught breaking sweats while counting days 

Struck down behind the wreckage 

Of our less than perfect ways 

The brave ones die with no regrets 

She wants the one she never gets 

Until its over 

Stabbing their backs now 

Frail lies make perfect sense 

Caught grazing the cash cow 

With a straight faced innocence 

Still rising above this 

You'll go on like your taught 

Such incredible likeness 

and lack of thought 

And we've got it 

Slow mold pathetic lies 

Stripped clean and sterilized 

We all go under the knife 

with the game show anesthesia 

anesthesia