Stick it out Spit it out Stick it out Trust to your instincts If it's safely restrained Lightning reactions Must be carefully trained Heat of the moment Curse of the young

We just try to ignore the elephant somehow She said, "Andy, you're better than your past" Winked at me and drained her glass Cross-legged on a barstool, like nobody sits anymore She said, "Andy, you're taking me home" But I knew she planned to sleep

Did you read about the flood? Happened long time ago In Tupelo, Mississippi There were thousands of lives It rained, it rained Both night and day The poor people was worried Didn't have no place to go

We just try to ignore the elephant somehow She said, "Andy, you're better than your past" Winked at me and drained her glass Cross-legged on a barstool, like nobody sits anymore She said, "Andy, you're taking me home" But I knew she planned to sleep

We can overcome No matter what it is we've faced It's now part of us (part of us) No matter what we've faced in this life All these moments of pain Must add up to something Our bodies have been trained to keep it all in But our hearts still hold on Some

You made me a, you made me a believer, believer (Pain, pain) My life, my love, my drive, it came from But they never did, ever lived, ebbing and flowing Inhibited, limited 'Til it broke up and it rained down It rained down, like You break me down, you

And I don't know how it gets better than this You take my hand and drag me head first And I don't know why but with you I'd dance In a storm in my best dress There's somethin' bout the way The street looks when it's just rained There's a glow off the

But I'll never get over losing you Was a fool with my money And I lost every dime And the sun stopped shining And it rained all time Oh it did set me back some But I made it through But I never get over losing you Do you know how much mean to me

Some future in my eyes, bright Hush don't explain When you water down my name I'll be up too late Call me when you get Better at your game You haven't beat me yet Though my vision is strained Piss poor, riding high, sunbathing fireside

If you don't cut open the stomach The corpse will rise and float The victim is discovered dead Rotting organs bloat The killer chops the body With a scalpel and an ax The parts are then drained And put into the sacks The basement incinerator