Let's pretend That we all started over again New insight erased The folly and rage Desire Let's ignore Every sound that we made before Like this is the first No-this was the plan It was always meant to hurt
Progress rolled to a stop Run Run out of dignity Run Run out on everyone you love Surrounded but still lost Maps don't account for circumstance, chemicals, or sudden loss
I see the signs I see the Red, red lights Black, black skies The burden of truth in the form of a noose as you hang on the line of our past and the last avenue
(Don't) Don't say your different (Don't) Don't make me the enemy
Don't wait for a call Don't count on your heart Don't listen to me Please, please, please Please don't ever leave
I used to dream I bought belief Some of the same thoughts But some of the same went wrong Now I'm stuck Now I've fallen
I'll build a fire Find shelter Make tools The burden of truth that you carry with you as you look at your hands and your house on the last avenue on the last avenue on the last avenue on the last avenue
