Prayer



Fairweather friends

A season ends

And your conscience lends

All your lies a hand



Cause you're a star

And you'll go far

You stand in the flame

Just to make a name



You glance at the ceiling

Buy another round

Lonely but for feeling

I can hang around

Yea I can hang around



The clock on the wall

It takes time to fall

And it's the fall I'll do

If only for you



The chance to run

Has left me spun

Right around the core

Of what I need you for



It's a disaster

And after all I need you to remind myself

That it's my fault, it's not my fault

I can hear the pain

Well pause no more

And I've never prayed before yea

Never prayed before



You glance at the ceiling

And buy another round

Lonely but for feeling

That I can hang around

I can hang around