Why won't you love me? So why won't you love me? You imagine when you close your eyes You're with me on the other side Can you tell me why, my love? Can you tell me why I hold on to you and you hold on to me? Switching into airplane mode again

Where are you now Under the sea Another dream The monsters running wild inside of me You were the shadow to my light

Let me tell you about hard work Dear Mr. President, How do you walk with your head held high? How do you sleep while the rest of us cry? How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye? Can you even look me in the eye? Come take a walk with

I knew it when it started to change We could never be the same I could do it when you do it to me I knew it if it came to be we would get a chance to see A side of each other that we both didn't know of What did you do to make me feel so good for so long

Blood is on your hands The wages of sin From the other side of the grave Why can I see blood on your hands? Their darkness has defeated you Your lifeline running backwards Remember, sins of our fathers A requiem, for the countless dead Future's eyes

Digging deep inside of me Getting past this agony I can't seem to get away Another day rotting in vain The suffering is fading, I scream into the sky Repulsion invades me, I say goodbye I wouldn't be angry if you just fucking cried Your tears would

Welcome to the darker side of taboo All I got is permanent scars and tattoos Make a bad choice in your path then you lose Denny Cascade Take another step in the path that you choose Take another step in your path that you choose Oh, (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)

Is this a tool, can I step through, to find Another plane, Or just a shadow of a man Of weak, when you don't love yourself A superficial tool, to support the vanity, Are you my brother, you look like me, Trapped inside another world my lost twin Mirror

The face of a pretty girl Well, isn't it midnight on the other side of the world Do you remember So cool, calm and collected You had a style, a rakish style Well my poor heart never connected You'd stay so long on my mind. Do you remember t Looking back

The day I die, the day I die Where will we be? I don't need you, I don't need you Besides I barely ever see you anymore And when I do it feels like you're only halfway there Young mothers love me even ghosts of Girlfriends call from Cleveland They will