Wouldn't sound so sure Wouldn't hedge your bets Used to stand so tall So easily impressed Block out the noise Hide from the Sun 'Cause you'd rather be fooled Than admit you are one
Don't say Your mother never told you Don't say Sit down, kid, I got you where I want you Aye The devil never warned you Don't say Too late now He's got you where he wants you
Sub-atomic odds On a liminal ledge To the fate of the gods Living in your head Lost track of the tides Swimming alone Now they want to bleed you Now you're blue to the bone
