Have you heard the news? Bad things come in twos But i never knew 'Bout the Little Things
Every single day Things get in my way Someone has to pay For the Little Things
And I'm through with your stories And I'm sick of my shoes And the walking and the talking, it's got nothing to do with The final solution, it's a box full of shit And I'm through with repairs when there's nothing to fix When there's nothing to fix When there's nothing to fix And it all comes down to you
Let the headlines wait Armies hesitate I can deal with fate But not the Little Things
Armageddon may Arrive anyday I can't get away From the Little Things
With a pile of cares And a bucket of tears I could look at the sunlight and feel no fear With a mountain of maybes and some Icarus wings And I'm armed with delusions and one Little Thing And that one Little Thing And that one Little Thing And it all comes down to you
Have you heard the news? Bad things come in twos But i never knew 'Bout the Little Things
Every single day Things get in my way Someone has to pay For the Little Things