All The Rage Lyrics - Singles - Funeral For A Friend

Why do we need this? 

Who was it that said 'The great things come to great men' 

Well, that fucker lied to us 

Well, there's nothing here but a wasteland 

But I can still see the graves of the dead 

But it's useless 

Most of us would rather sit 

Than see this wound that we have created 

Well, let's not last the night 

Well, let's not last the night 

I'm sick and I'm tired 

Of always being the good guy 

I'm sick and I'm tired 

Of always being the good guy 

Well, senseless, I'm not sure why 

I'm not going to pretend that I know all the answers 

Or all of the questions 

It's got to be good for something 

So we'll chalk this out 

And we'll mount the dead on the fireplace 

Above right above our guilded heads 

On our guilded heads 

I'm sick and I'm tired 

Of always being the good guy 

I'm sick and I'm tired 

Of always being the good guy 

Like sitting in the back seat, it's all the rage 

And boring me with your body, it's all the rage 

How many times can I say I'm sorry, it's all the rage 

You really mean it, you really mean it 

You really mean it, you really mean it 

Like sitting in the back seat, it's all the rage 

And boring me with your body, it's all the rage 

And how many times can I say I'm sorry, it's all the rage 

You really mean it, you really mean it, you really mean it 

You really mean it, you really mean it 

Why do we need this? 

Who was it that said 'The great things come to great men' 

Well, that fucker lied to us 

Well, there's nothing here but a wasteland 

There's nothing here