Your words are shallow and dull against my skin. Their cold bitter edge cuts deeper within. I don't appreciate the words you say behind my back, but it's okay.
We are, we are, we are, we are. The kids in the way. We are, we are, we are, we are. The kids in the way. You can't hold us down. You can't hold us down.
The moon is hanging low tonight. There's something different in your eyes. It's a complicated notion. Knowing when to open my mouth. And let my words flow freely.
Over and over your blood covers me. How many times will it take me to see. I am so dangerous, I am so irresponsible. Here I am, broken again, but then you show me.
Yesterday. Befriends anger with words you say. Don't let those dying ships sail away. Promise me you'll never say die. . Whispers in the wind. Carry messages to lovers far.
Bridges are burning, heads are turning. To a sky that's painted red. Your voice grows calm inside my head. . Cars are crashing, buildings collapsing. And your whispering in my ear.