Past and present it will fall Murder with lights seeks us all I just don't know How to feel Anymore Anymore
Like the death and witched falls Down the stairs the nightmares crawl Sorted out it's not too late It doesn't have to be this co-ooo-mplictaed
it's a perfect reaction For you to get Your hopeless attractions
Half spoken words everywhere Well it's our heads in our hands For a second there Is it too late? Is it too late?
More than after lies You listen to those behind But your head It's still the same
Could I try it any harder To believe What is kept inside So I ask myself why Is it too late? Is it too late?
Blinds Leading the blind And I'm wasting my time So I ask myself why Because I lie awake Thru many nights And I'm wondering why So I ask myself why Is it too late? Is it the memories of all the kisses she left there? And she whispers in her lies but still Oh, no I don't care Oh, not I, I don't care Oh, not I
And then the peers And the future suicide But you've got to believe
I poise away In the dark it always seems so right But you've got to believe In many sleepless nights Many sleepless nights Many sleepless nights Many sleepless nights Many sleepless nights Many sleepless nights
