Is there anything that I need to say

that hasn't been said before

I have been polite for too long

why should I be anymore

better now than never, better loud than clever

better just to play the fool

it's times like this

when you just close your eyes and kiss

cause everything after this

is just bullshit and being cruel

so hold me up, I'm going out

and don't wait up, I won't be coming home



if you lay me down in concrete fields

will I dream of grass and opera

this is the sound and how it feels

to be dead



In the end there will be fire and brimstone

and no one will be there to answer the telephone

you are the only one I'll miss

you are the only answer at a time like this

she is he trick of my trade

she is the thing that can't be made

she is gold and nothing less

and she is fearless

so hold me up, we're going out

and don't wait up, we won't be coming home



You hold it in your hand

you keep it in your heart

you hide it in your head

and you use it when you have to

she is the trick of my trade

these are the things that can't be made

stay yourself and nothing less

stay fearless