Coughing inside your coffin
like at the bottom of the sea
inside you're breathing
too numb for asking
so I will leave it outside your door
warning the threat of morning that just extends you another day
some lights were shining
not much for seeing
but you'll be leaving the way you came
shot shooting shot shot shot
shooting yourself again for what
to taste all the waste
flare fakes a flower
a burnt-out shower
no one can see
you were needing too shy for asking
so I will leave it ouside your door
pulse stalls uncut but clotted
when you had thought it would force a flow
some lights were shining
not much for seeing
but you belivee in the way you cameI DON'T BELIVE IN YOU
Now the fun is over
Where do words begin
I'm trying to find the path ahead
Any way you say it
The charade goes on
But your eyes won't see it
It's the same old song
'I don't believe you'
Promises so golden
Years have proved them wrong
I'm trying to leave some self respect
Any way you say it
Our decline goes on
But your pride won't heed it
It's the same old song
'I don't believe you'
And the way you play it
Is the way you want
Any way you sing it
It's the same old song
'I don't believe you'