Promises are broken like a stitch is
Promises are broken like a stitch is
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets?
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets?
I really saw an angel
I really saw an angel
Holland Tunnel for a nose, it's always backed up
Holland Tunnel for a nose, it's always backed up
I wanna scream, yeah
I wanna shout it out
And I hope she hears me now
I wanna scream, yeah
I wanna shout it out
And I hope she hears me now
Just take the pain away
Just take the pain away
It'll be alright
They told me that the end is near
We gotta get away from here
It'll be alright
They told me that the end is near
We gotta get away from here
Moon dances over your good side
This was all we used to need
Moon dances over your good side
This was all we used to need
It's a sign of the times
It's a sign of the times
Have the time of your life
Breaking through the atmosphere
And things are pretty good from here
Have the time of your life
Breaking through the atmosphere
And things are pretty good from here
Moon dances over your good side
This was all we used to need
Moon dances over your good side
This was all we used to need
Promises are broken like a stitch is
Promises are broken like a stitch is
I've never felt less cool
I've never felt less cool
Moon dances over your good side
This was all we used to need
Moon dances over your good side
This was all we used to need
It's something we don't do
It's something we don't do
You don't know nothing, just pretend you do
I need something, tell me something new
You don't know nothing, just pretend you do
I need something, tell me something new
She's such a good girl
She's a good girl
She feels so good
She's such a good girl
She's a good girl
She feels so good
You flower, you feast
You flower, you feast
It's a sign of the times
We gotta get away from here
We gotta get away from here
It's a sign of the times
We gotta get away from here
We gotta get away from here
We're not who we used to be
We're just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me
We're not who we used to be
We're just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me
When I run out of road, you bring me home
When I run out of road, you bring me home
Comfortable silence is so overrated
Comfortable silence is so overrated
Sounds like something that I used to feel
But I can't touch what I see
Sounds like something that I used to feel
But I can't touch what I see
Nothing else will do
Nothing else will do
Give me some morphine
Is there any more to do?
Give me some morphine
Is there any more to do?