She said, 
You best pay attention love, I have some things to say and dearest if you
Will allow me, I shall go on.
Rule one you should resign yourself to knowing you will hate what you
Become, and you'll never know how far you have gone.
But what did you expect me to say? My darling. What did you expect me to
Say... 
So burn burn away your never getting back what was never yours anyway, so
What have you got?
So get up get up, your only wasting time, and don't you know, 
The things you waste, well they keep you in line, 
And when suspicions keep you safe and superstitions keep you sane, 
You do your worst to hold a course, 
And follow the road home again
You've got so much to loose, 
So onwards I press through my homemade abyss, 
I hope to grow toward the light, 
And I need to understand when I do the best I can, 
Sometimes that still isn't right
And I'm tired of my excuses, 
But we all make mistakes some times... 
So get up get up, your only wasting time, and don't you know, 
The things you waste, well they keep you in line, 
And when suspicions keep you safe and superstitions keep you sane, 
You do your worst to hold a course, 
And follow the road home again
So reject the truth and live for lies, 
You'll spend your time on suicide, 
There's just one bridge that I won't burn, 
The one that leads you home, 
I know where we go when we die, 
I'll keep you save, keep you inside, 
But you know your still alive, 
You best remember, you best remember, 
You won't feel this way forever! 
Stay alone and stay safe and you'll get nowhere at all, 
Truth is your never more alive then in the moments when you fall, 
And I know that you are burning but you know I'm burning too, 
It makes me accountable, 
Stay alone and stay safe and you'll get nowhere at all, 
Truth is your never more alive then in the moments when you fall, 
And I know that you are burning but you know I'm burning too, 
I'll char myself to ashes, 
If it would light the way for you... 
So get up get up, your only wasting time, and don't you know, 
The things you waste, well they keep you in line, 
And when suspicions keep you safe and superstitions keep you sane, 
You do your worst to hold a course, 
And follow the road home again