And we look towards the wrong things, yet right brings us 
back to the start, and focus ties us, up to the chain of 
regret, torch this scene ‘till we get, burnt, we've lost 
ourselves, over and over again, it's always easier when, 
you've got back-up in the end, ‘cause this time's ours, 
I'm begging you to not forget, don't say goodbye and just 
run, I'll knock ‘em down when I'm done, and we've got to 
cut you loose, she's got you in her noose hanging, I'll 
give you scissors, tough crowds won't let up but, 
together we're brothers in this, if you grab the 
pictures, I'll take the wheel, we've lost ourselves, over 
and over again, It's always easier when, you've got back-
up in the end, ‘cause this time's ours, I'm begging you 
to not forget, don't say goodbye and just run, I'll knock 
‘em down when I'm done, THEY CAN'T TELL YOU WHAT TO THINK 
WHEN YOU'RE SUFFOCATING IN THIS PLACE YOU CALL HOME!