Oh no, another bad day, waste of promises
Are we really getting near?
Kick off your work shoes, rest a little
There's nothing for you to prove.
Is it funny or is it sad?
We leave and enter on our own
Is it funny or is it sad?
We never really know anyone
I'm telling you my only secret
I'm so lonely, she said
I'm waiting for a hero to save the day
A heaviness so relentless
An emptiness so monumental
I'm waiting for a hero to save the day
Across the sea I can hear you're tired
What is there left to see?
Smash of keyboard into their faces
A silence so satisfying
I can understand why you left your home
I can understand
I'm telling you...
'Cause we're twenty, twenty, twenty-two
Bleeding stars, stars and happy thoughts
'Cause we're twenty, twenty, twenty-two
Waiting for the rain, the rain to stop
'Cause I'm a boy and you're a girl
And what else is there in this world?
I can make you smile, I can make you laugh
What else is there in this world?
So take my hand and marry me
I'll make your branches sprout a-green
I can make you smile, I can make you laugh
What else is there in this world?
And if you take my hand
I'll lead you to the promised land
Just call in sick
Our time is now
I've got so much love to give
A vessel to receive it
Take the day off work
Our time is now, our time is now
Artist: Screeching Weasel
Artist: Out Of The Grey
Artist: Pain Of Salvation