Don't you see the mess
we've made
Give it up NOW
just give it up now
We build this temple
on graves and bones
I wanna give it up now
give it up now
So lets be ironic
I'm not a man of his word
I'm not the one you wont
so lets pull out our swords
I'm a man of his dream thats all
I'm tired of caring
the smile on my face that you love
we spend to much time on the crossroads of life
and I can't smile any more thats all
We store our needs
in each other's dreams
and you wanna
carry them out
carry them out
but my ground is collapsing
and the bones are cracking
give it up now
I wont to give it up now
So lets be ironic
I'm not a man of his word
I'm not the one you wont
so lets pull out our swords
I'm a man of his dream thats all
I'm tired of caring
the smile on my face that you love
we spend to much time on the crossroads of life
and I can't smile any more thats all
