Starting over again Where do you begin And all the kings horses And all the kings men couldn't put mama and daddy back together again When your dreams are all shattered and the kids are all grown When you've never been out on your own Never any end

See a man don't have to die to go to hell Well he yelled out from the back row look here preacher man We all know you're new here but you need to understand It don't really scare us when you yell and shake your fist You see we already know that hell

All that shines turns to rust All that stands in time turns to dust Yesterday, today, tomorrow, come rain, come shine Hell and back, the beginning in between till' the end of time Living, fighting, obsessing Just as long as I can share it all with you As

Whoa, whoa, whoa, who knows Forty days, forty nights What the thunder and lightning will bring Maybe the storm will cover my dreams Maybe the sun will shine no more Which way the wind is blowing And when we look back on these things We won't cry no more

So kill me like you used to, love me like you never did Fuck me like I'm never coming back home On the way down to your house And maybe I could die treading water Drowning under moonlight sonata Fuck me like we never gon' see each other again Fuck me

I never wanted and I never cared before In this vicious circle we are Brought back to life only to die (Take it back this is a new day) For tomorrow may fall And today is already gone I have seen my world change And then go back to where it came (Take it

Hit my line, hit my line I know you want me to throw it back on you I been east side, love, baby, just come through Baby, we can bump and grind, bump and grind Baby, we can bump and grind, ease your mind But I think you look way better with your clothes

Man gave names to all the animals In the beginning, in the beginning. In the beginning, long time ago. He saw an animal that liked to growl, Big furry paws and he liked to howl, Great big furry back and furry hair. "Ah, think I'll call it a bear." He saw

Whoa, whoa, whoa, who knows Forty days, forty nights What the thunder and lightning will bring Maybe the storm will cover my dreams Maybe the sun will shine no more Which way the wind is blowing And when we look back on these things We won't cry no more

Although we have no obligation, to stay alive On broken backs we beg for mercy, we will survive (Break out) I won't be left here Behind closed doors. Chairs thrown and tables toppled, Hands armed with broken bottles, Standing no chance to win but, We're