It was a broken dream right from the start Bless their tortured, tangled hearts Oh love, oh love you fickle thing Such pretty words and golden rings Well there was a little falter at the altar of confession Down on its knees true love did fall After 31

Evil woman (what an evil woman) Evil woman (such an evil woman) You made a fool of me But them broken dreams have got to end Hey, woman, you got the blues 'Cause you ain't got no one else to use There's an open road that leads nowhere So just make some

'you should learn to speak a little bit of english Bits of songs and broken drums Are all he could recall Don't be scared of a suit and tie. Learn to walk in the dreams of the foreigner -- I am a third world child So he spoke to me

Evil woman (what an evil woman) Evil woman (such an evil woman) You made a fool of me But them broken dreams have got to end Hey, woman, you got the blues 'Cause you ain't got no one else to use There's an open road that leads nowhere So just make some

All I needed was the last thing I wanted To sit alone in a room and say it all out loud Every moment, every second, every trespass Every awful thing, every broken dream A couple years back and forth with myself in a cage Banging my head against the wall

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies This is the dawning of the rest of our lives I walk alone, I walk alone My shadow's the only one that walks beside me My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will

It was a broken dream right from the start Bless their tortured, tangled hearts Oh love, oh love you fickle thing Such pretty words and golden rings Well there was a little falter at the altar of confession Down on its knees true love did fall After 31

It was a broken dream right from the start Bless their tortured, tangled hearts Oh love, oh love you fickle thing Such pretty words and golden rings Well there was a little falter at the altar of confession Down on its knees true love did fall After 31

It was a broken dream right from the start Bless their tortured, tangled hearts Oh love, oh love you fickle thing Such pretty words and golden rings Well there was a little falter at the altar of confession Down on its knees true love did fall After 31

Creating dreams from a broken past It tears a hole and sucks you dry If you know secrets tell me now Creating dreams, let the worlds collide Escape the void and feel alive Don't have any answers but I'll survive Here in my room I'm behind the wall I'm