It's purpose now revealed in silence Keep searching, question if this light ends I've been a victim to the blade against myself Bloodletting all of my soul Suck in, paralyzed in this vortex Reduced to silence In the dark I've lingered too long This

You need something new, girl But you deserve somebody good enough for you, girl Now, I can't hold this back forever, knowing you'll Be better off if you just tell him goodbye Now, I ain't tryna get no drama started I see him calling and you just let it

La la la la la la love And I won't be made a fool of Don't call this love La la la love If you could envision The meaning of a tragedy, ooh You might be surprised to hear it's you and me When it comes down to it You never made the most of it, ooh

Now this is all that we have left You were supposed to save me From myself The wall that I have built to keep you out is starting to rust Because everything around me just reminds me of us. I am an addict for dramatic, black hair and pale skin. Yet I'm

And I would give all this and heaven too I would give it all if only for a moment That I could just understand The meaning of the word you see 'Cause I've been scrawling it forever But it never makes sense to me at all But with all my education I can't

I know it can't be right When Lenin was little All the birds in the forest were singing 'Man, this is it!' But now that he's older All the sailors in the heaver are screamin "Abandon Ship" But I just smile instead Of repeating what I said

How do I close thine eyes of murder? How do I close thine eyes of murder Staring into me? This is our last goodbye (Our last goodbye) In love and death we cry Fuck you all My redemption is knowing This will be over

On the border I'm out on the border Don't you tell me 'bout your law and order I'm try'n' to change this water to wine Oh oh, I'm out on the border Cruisin' down the centre of a two way street Wondering who is really in the driver's seat Mindin' my

For graphs of passion and charts of stars How endings start Ending start Starts with answers All this that is more than a wish is a memory All this that is ceases to be All is revealed The obvious door opens nothing Nothing, nothing left, nothing left

In which we're given paradise but only for a day? Is it written in the stars, are we paying for some crime? Is that all that we are good for, just a stretch of mortal time? Is this God's experiment in which we had no say? I am here to tell you we can