Our lives will not be lived in vain We're throwing wrenches in the gears These machines feed on the tears of broken lives and dying dreams Are we so alone, So distant, So forgotten, As we think ourselves to be? These are our lives But did they ever even

Before it's too late? When we gonna wake up, baby? It's time for loving Are we gonna wake up, my baby When we gonna wake up, my baby So who's gonna rescue us from ourselves? You used to be my closest ally In this cold, cold world of deception and lies,

Back to beautiful Get back to beautiful Why do we say this to ourselves? Ooh Gotta, get back to beautiful Why do we say this to ourselves? And even worse to each other? We gotta, get back to beautiful All these words, starting wars Over who can hurt who

The limits of the dead, And the rain will kill us all, Throw ourselves against the wall But no one else can see, The preservation of the martyr in me Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial I'm not the only one! I did my time, and I want out So effusive

Baby I love making love in front of a mirror (in front of a mirror) So that that I can watch you enjoying me (baby tonight) Baby tonight lets try in front of a mirror (in front of a mirror) Watching ourselves make love Girl why don't we I must be honest

Hey Romeo, let's go down to Mexico Chase senoritas drink ourselves silly Show them Mexican girls a couple real hillbillies Got a pocket full of cash and that old Ford truck Fuzzy cat hangin' from the mirror for luck Said don't you know all those little

When I used to know you so well? How did we get here How did we get here? Well, I think I know Do you see what we've done? We're gonna make such fools of ourselves I think I know How can I decide what's right?

Then we slide into the arms of someone else Yeah, we slide into the arms of someone else In disguise, we get a little better at controlling ourselves around midnight Nobody wants to, nobody wants to From the hot strobe lights and the spiked punch bliss

The limits of the dead, And the rain will kill us all, Throw ourselves against the wall But no one else can see, The preservation of the martyr in me Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial I'm not the only one! I did my time, and I want out So effusive

We'll do what it takes to get To the top of the highest mountain We'll do anything, we got to prove ourselves 'cause we know I know that we have to take it to the goal 'cause everyone's depending on we See we ain't got nowhere to go but up, It's our