Love is the baddest blues This is love, what was I thinking? This is love, what the hell am I, am I gonna do? And that man, he got me sinking To the bottom of the blue My love has come along My dreams become air so My days have arrived, yea sunny Funny

We used to be friends What have I become to you I don't understand Turn it backwards For me to hurt When everything else is fading We used to be inner circle Take my good word Turn your back on me

We used to be friends What have I become to you I don't understand Turn it backwards For me to hurt When everything else is fading We used to be inner circle Take my good word Turn your back on me

This animal I have become Help me believe It's not the real me Somebody get me through this nightmare I can't control myself So what if you can see The dark inside of me Somebody help me tame this animal I can't escape this hell

The feelings I once felt are now dead and gone I've waited here for you for so very long I’ve waited here for you, so long Erase what was Stillborn, I have become Just a shell of a man Stillborn, this I understand

What have I done? Sweet Jesus, what have I done? Become a thief in the night Become a dog on the run Have I fallen so far And is the hour so late That nothing remains but the cry of my hate The cries in the dark that nobody hears Here where I stand at

We used to be friends What have I become to you I don't understand Turn it backwards For me to hurt When everything else is fading We used to be inner circle Take my good word Turn your back on me

Heaven knows, heaven knows Look at what we have become Empty hearts that spare no one Save yourself, my darling Kill the love that's dying We're forever changing There's no way to save us Just be gone by morning After all is said and done

What have I become My sweetest friend Everyone I know Goes away in the end And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt I hurt myself today

What have we become? A farewell to arms I'll wave this flag of white So the avenged see the light We'll pay for closed eyes Before genocide Can you hear the cries? Nowhere the children run to hide Crimson rivers flow down hills, atone our ills