If only, yeah If only I knew what my heart was telling me Don't know what I'm feeling Is this just a dream? If only I could read the signs in front of me I could find the way to who I'm meant to be I can't decide What's wrong, what's right

Burned out stars they shine so bright All the stars I'm in the front row with a bottle Don't know what I can't decide Don't know what I can't describe I'm in the front row I'm a model He's not perfect he's my hero Smashing the piano

What the fuck is different? Dammit man I knew it was a mistake (You brought it outta me) Mistake Man, I can't believe I'm doing this I can't believe I'm doing this Even if you run Ah, fucking you will be mine! I will find you I decided I want you

What the fuck is different? Dammit man I knew it was a mistake (You brought it outta me) Mistake Man, I can't believe I'm doing this I can't believe I'm doing this Even if you run Ah, fucking you will be mine! I will find you I decided I want you

So goodbye yellow brick road Where the dogs of society howl You can't plant me in your penthouse I'm going back to my plough Back to the howling old owl in the woods Hunting the horny back toad Oh I've finally decided my future lies Beyond the yellow

Yeah, you're just my type, yeah, yeah Just my type But you're just my type The kind that only calls me late at night You can't decide if you'll be yours or mine I hate to say it, but you're just my type Oh, I hate to say it, but you're just my type You

Welcome to the Heist Ten thousand hours felt like ten thousand ants Ten thousand ants, they carry me Ten thousand 'Cause the moment is now, can't get it back from the grave Uh, I hope that God decides to talk through him That the people decide to walk

Melatonin, baby, take it this time We don't wanna end up hurtin' tomorrow Long term or temporary, I can't decide How much of my love can you borrow? Tried my best to build you up from the bottom After laughter comes tears Tighten up, baby, yes, I fell

Baby, it's a fine line I'm holding on, you're holding back Can't you hear me knockin' at your door? But you're taking your sweet time In love, out of touch Baby, it's a real fine line Completely complacent So decidedly vacant I keep waiting for something

I can't explain this feeling Can't you see that salvation is freeing I started to write this song about you And then I decided that I would write it all about love And it appeared to me That you wasn't happy And that's for sure, positively That's what