I wanna run into your plastic prison
I want to bring with me a wrecking ball
So you know you're not so lonely to see
The curse of being born
But you're still too far to fold in the past luck
While I'm tripping on the red tape
I get nearer to the ground and listen
The course is marrow in our bones
And your only crime was all your guessing
And I wish I didn't know
But you're steering with no eyes on the road dear
And I'm tuning like a dead radio
So take my turn to smash in the brake lights
While you're reaching just to save it
I'll be there too (x3)
I'll be there
So who sleeps behind your bedroom mirror?
Who whispers darkly in your ear?
If you died, you think no one would notice
When you cry, you think no one will hear
So I'm steering with no eyes on the road dear
And you're tuning like a dead radio
So I take my turn to smash in the brake lights
We go round and round and round
I'll be there, too (x3)
I'll be there
Say, I don't mind walls
When I'm inside them
Hold still we should sit and
Watch as our blood pours in