Life is short, make it sweet 'Cause I'm stuck on you, you're stuck on me I never gotta wonder where my honey be I ain't savin' all my sugar for a Saturday night Seven days a week I got an appetite The sunsets like a tangerine Let's find a road we've

I know I've been wrong; I don't have all the answers I'm stuck in this hell somewhere in between What I want and what I need; I don't have a good reason Now that you're gone only silence and scars remain Cause now that you're gone only silence and scars

This is the place The smell of air conditioning The fish are belly up You’ve been stuck in a lift Empty all your pockets Because it’s time to come home Sit down, you’re safe now We’ve been trying to reach you, Thom It won’t hurt ever again