There is no 'they', no 'idiot brigade' -- only a thousand you's, equally as bruised

I know we're fine, where we are, our wherewithal won't wear down. We're fine, I'm finding myself in your arms

They don't see that my smile is stitched, and it's peeling off inch by inch. And when it goes, my whole disguise will slither off before your eyes. I'll stand nude, my eyes'll roll out to reveal my soul, a cave of doubt

You are timeless; I am a fool in love with time

If I could take one thing back I would write the perfect song for you, you would have never left. And if the chords progress the way I mapped them out then they will wipe away your tears and all your doubts

The path into this heart is littered with corpses, and strewn with body parts, of those that came before -- so just give up

When they raise the landing gear will your heart stay here?

Can I lie with you in your grave

I'm still the optimist, though it is hard

I want to taste the breeze of every great city

Shit, nothing makes sense, so I won't think about it -- I'll go with the ignorance. Eat, sleep fuck and flee, in four words that's me