Don't you think I'm lone, lonely enough? God, now how much more do I have to hurt? God, you don't know the sadness of this place You've got the angels and the saints So give me back my love, love How far down do you wanna see me go, tell me? It's been a

Come on and let it out Before you run away from me The beat goes round and round Jigsaws falling into place Wish away the nightmare You've got a light you can feel it on your back Just as you take my hand Just as you write my number down Just as the

Convictions to the back burner Gather all your possessions, and smile because you've got it all Smile because you've got it all Still that empty feeling won't go away (Go away) Slip on the ice again When did you become so cold? Lucky for you rock bottom

When you've got to feel it in your bones You see, you've got to feel it in your bones I don't want to be crippled and cracked Shoulders and wrists, knees and back Ground to dust and ash Crawling on all fours Now I can't climb the stairs Pieces missing

(Stop holding back) (Don't hold back) (Don't hold back) Gotta live wide awake Just keep your wits about you, don't let it end you And summon everything you've held up in reserve Don't fall for every single stolen glance and wink Try to keep your heart on

'Cause you keep me coming back for more And I feel a little better than I did before And if I never see your face again, I don't mind 'Cause we got much further than I thought we'd get tonight Now you've gone somewhere else far away I don't know if I

Diamonds in the back, sunroof top, diggin' the scene With the gangster lean, oh, oh, oh Though you may not drive a big big Cadillac Gangster whitewalls, TV antenna in the back You may not have a car at all But just remember brothers and sisters You can

Feel me, kill me, my back's up against the wall Your magic spell doesn't work anymore Kill me, kill me, that's what You've got to face, my friend (my friend) This ain't the end (the end) I'd love to see a different world A place where you can't find me

To this railroad track But I'll come back to you someday To you, to you, to you someday If you've got visions of the past Let them follow you down And I found myself attached All of these ghost towns I keep traveling through All of these traffic signs

Mother fucker it's a perfect crime Kickin' back in the shadows Got no need for the light Who's sorry now old timer Look at how you've spent your life Scroungin' for change To put some money in your pocket My how scratch does burn Laughin' at the fuckers