| Song | Beacons |
| Artist | Ours to Alibi |
| Album | Beacons |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I will be taking care of business | |
| I’ll run it all into the ground | |
| I’ll pay my debts and walk away from this | |
| Careless hearts and their cellist hands come deep as outs | |
| They can’t save us now | |
| And I won’t be made to take this | |
| Stupid ending then the eye | |
| I held the world on my shoulder | |
| I had the public on my side | |
| And I will take this bitter pill | |
| As I would swallow my pride | |
| And I’ll take everything | |
| That you hold dear | |
| And I will try to feel something | |
| As I chew upon your fears | |
| When the beacons burn, the lights go out | |
| I will know my work is done | |
| I would give credit if it would you | |
| You build your house on shifting sands and watched your garden as it grew | |
| Eyes down, no questions asked | |
| Or the devil really will find work for idle hands to do | |
| And I won’t be made to take this | |
| Stupid ending then the eye | |
| I held the world on my shoulder | |
| I had the public on my side | |
| And I will take this bitter pill | |
| As I would swallow my pride | |
| And I’ll take everything | |
| That you hold dear | |
| And I will try to feel something | |
| As I chew upon your fears | |
| When the beacons burn, the lights go out | |
| I will know my work is done | |
| There is no more, than this ending | |
| That I can give to you | |
| There is no more than this ending | |
| There is nothing more at all | |
| There is no more, than this ending | |
| That I can give to you | |
| There is no more than this ending | |
| There is nothing more at all |
| I will be taking care of business | |
| I' ll run it all into the ground | |
| I' ll pay my debts and walk away from this | |
| Careless hearts and their cellist hands come deep as outs | |
| They can' t save us now | |
| And I won' t be made to take this | |
| Stupid ending then the eye | |
| I held the world on my shoulder | |
| I had the public on my side | |
| And I will take this bitter pill | |
| As I would swallow my pride | |
| And I' ll take everything | |
| That you hold dear | |
| And I will try to feel something | |
| As I chew upon your fears | |
| When the beacons burn, the lights go out | |
| I will know my work is done | |
| I would give credit if it would you | |
| You build your house on shifting sands and watched your garden as it grew | |
| Eyes down, no questions asked | |
| Or the devil really will find work for idle hands to do | |
| And I won' t be made to take this | |
| Stupid ending then the eye | |
| I held the world on my shoulder | |
| I had the public on my side | |
| And I will take this bitter pill | |
| As I would swallow my pride | |
| And I' ll take everything | |
| That you hold dear | |
| And I will try to feel something | |
| As I chew upon your fears | |
| When the beacons burn, the lights go out | |
| I will know my work is done | |
| There is no more, than this ending | |
| That I can give to you | |
| There is no more than this ending | |
| There is nothing more at all | |
| There is no more, than this ending | |
| That I can give to you | |
| There is no more than this ending | |
| There is nothing more at all |
| I will be taking care of business | |
| I' ll run it all into the ground | |
| I' ll pay my debts and walk away from this | |
| Careless hearts and their cellist hands come deep as outs | |
| They can' t save us now | |
| And I won' t be made to take this | |
| Stupid ending then the eye | |
| I held the world on my shoulder | |
| I had the public on my side | |
| And I will take this bitter pill | |
| As I would swallow my pride | |
| And I' ll take everything | |
| That you hold dear | |
| And I will try to feel something | |
| As I chew upon your fears | |
| When the beacons burn, the lights go out | |
| I will know my work is done | |
| I would give credit if it would you | |
| You build your house on shifting sands and watched your garden as it grew | |
| Eyes down, no questions asked | |
| Or the devil really will find work for idle hands to do | |
| And I won' t be made to take this | |
| Stupid ending then the eye | |
| I held the world on my shoulder | |
| I had the public on my side | |
| And I will take this bitter pill | |
| As I would swallow my pride | |
| And I' ll take everything | |
| That you hold dear | |
| And I will try to feel something | |
| As I chew upon your fears | |
| When the beacons burn, the lights go out | |
| I will know my work is done | |
| There is no more, than this ending | |
| That I can give to you | |
| There is no more than this ending | |
| There is nothing more at all | |
| There is no more, than this ending | |
| That I can give to you | |
| There is no more than this ending | |
| There is nothing more at all |