Soft and gloomy

Staying started to unglue me

And I knew that I couldn't win

Wanna steal your love, stop holding the dove

Just to pull my teeth again



Chorus



Same old story, yeah it's getting kind of gory

Throw my all time low away

Spit turns into treasure, taste the blind side of life

Choke words that I can't say

No gun, no bomb, no way I'll run

Too bad, I'm not in shape

Too little, too late, that deal's so chaste

Do burning hands seem to care?



All right, I'm ready--the wild sound's gonna take me away

That beat's so steady

Make me fall to my knees, just start crying

No, no, no no no no no no no please no