FILL THOSE GLASSES HIGH AND MAYBE WE CAN DROP OUT 

FOR JUST A LITTLE WHILE A TEMPORARY COP OUT 

I DON'T WANT TO WAIT UNTIL THE END 

TO FIND OUT HOW WE END UP 



I'VE GOT NOTHING BUT A GLANCE AND A CROOKED SMILE 

HOW MANY ARE THERE ON MY SIDE 

TIRED OF RUNNING AWAY AND RUNNING OUT OF THINGS TO SAY 

BLOODY KNUCKLE HANDS 

MEASURING THE WILL AND THE LIFE SPAN 



I STOOD SILENT ‘CAUSE THE WORDS WERE JUST SHOW 

FEAR OF KNOWING THAT THERE'S MORE YOU DON'T KNOW 

ENDS THAT COME FROM BEGINNINGS GONE WRONG 

THE SHORT FUSE BURNING THAT'S BEEN LIT FOR TOO LONG 



PUSH MY FEARS ASIDE, I'LL TAKE IT ON THE CHIN NOW 

KILL THAT FOOLISH PRIDE AND ANSWER WITH A GRIN 

I DON'T WANNA WAIT UNTIL WE'RE DEAD 

TO FIND OUT HOW WE END UP 



WATCH WHILE THE BIGGEST VOICES 

(THEY'RE SAYING NOTHING NEW) 

DROWN BY THEIR OWN CHOICES 



WHAT COULD BE MORE BRAVE 

THAN DANCING ON YOU OWN GRAVE