Spitting gas on the fire
That's burning this town

Pieces really conspire
We shut'em all down

Then suddenly
I'm breaking past the lies
It's something magical
We outta say a lullaby
Into the pain I go
Say our last goodbye
Suddenly

Tired of living the straight life
Outside the lines

Open up to disaster
And paradise

We're standing on the edge
Then suddenly
I'm breaking past the lies
It's something magical
We outta say a lullaby
Into the pain I go
Say our last goodbye
Suddenly

Where should I go?
I cannot be the one I see in magazines
Where should I go?
I cannot be the one I see in magazines
Where should I go?
I cannot be the one I see in magazines
Where should I go?
I cannot be the one I see in magazines
Then suddenly
I'm breaking past the lies
It's something magical
We outta say a lullaby
Into the pain I go
Say our last goodbye
Suddenly