But does it matter then See everything go End of all things The life that we know Shift your point of view You've been warned This one-way ticket is for you When all the laughter dies We'll see nothings and realize

And let it wash away, wash away You tore the floorboards up And let the river rush in Not wash away, wash away We were reaching in the dark That summer in New York But it didn't hurt at all That summer in New York (wash away) And was it so far to fall?

Without truth Yet we want to spare the feelings of those we love We've all lied But there is always room for forgiveness my friend So don't treat me bad just be glad I am strong I know where I belong

All inhale the downward spiral Just aim and end another But think, as I rape your mother In the most desolate corner A bad case of the urban blues Another brick in the living shadow Hey, get in line for tragic Let us dance to the pistol magic Another

All the crying is true Oh, I will hold you and love you again But until then, we'll just pretend Just pretend, I'm holding you And whispering things soft and low And think of me, how it's gonna be Just pretend I didn't go When I walked away, I heard you

He was a diplomat's son, it was '81 And then I'm gonna duck out behind them If I ever had a chance it's now then But I never had the feeling I could offer that to you To offer it to you would be cruel When all I want to do is use, use you He was a

There's nowhere else to go It struck me that the two of us could run But changing roles 'Cause honey, with you Is the only honest way to go And I could take two But I really couldn't ever know

Havin' hard times, there's no love to be found Havin' hard times in this crazy town Cold, cold eyes upon me they stare People all around me and they're all in fear They don't seem to want me but they won't admit I must be some kind of creature up here

Eyes flare, this glow becomes our lanterns We are searching for truth, but find dust and dirt Though sight falls hard, trudge headfirst and forget what matters Caught in the trample of the tow, bones scrape against the asphalt Gaze into the depth and try

I don't mind (Read the writing on the wall) (Tortured voices as we crawl) Find me on my better days To lose it once again Mother cries But I seem to find out better ways To consciously pretend Lost the meaning of our stay