There's nothing to say now The feelings are already dead (they're dead) And I don't believe there's a way now All that is said has been said (been said) I'm waiting for another day, another way I don't believe that you can make all the pain go away So

A mustard seed is (has been said) All that men will need A filthy boy in a Bowery lane Under the times in a drowning rain Stealing bits of sleep again Has heard this common creed Grows into the tallest tree To cool down the sinner's heat I know this man,

So what's left to say but we know we'll own this world! Nothing left to say that hasn't been said, We know we'll own this world! Take this shot with me, and let our worlds collide, We'll drink away all the pain that's inside. Running wild, let our minds

I know this hurts, it was meant to (it was meant to) Your secret's out and the best part is it isn't even a good one This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters (Your secret's out) And it's mind over you don't, don't matter But we