Stop where you are, how’d you make it so far, with that look in your eyes Staring down evil, pretending that people can change But now your body is gasping, for breath knowing that death will reveal your disguise Is it worth to you, to be different and strange
And they’ll say you don’t belong, just a nightingale stuck in a swan song No one will give you reason to open your eyes So how can you claim, that two hearts are one and the same When you're selling your stories, for less than it’s worth to be spending your time
Don’t make me laugh you were first in the class with those buster brown shoes And those were the days before drugs stores and playgrounds were one And its been too many years for a six, seven, eight, more reasons to you Wasted your charm in a fight with an army of one You tried hard to fake it, training was basic by singing them blues
Well is it worth to you, when you're killing someone Is it worth it to lose, when the winners don’t run It is worth it to you, to be subject to change Is it worth to you, to be different and strange
So you don’t belong, just a nightingale stuck in a swan song No one will give you a reason to open your eyes So how can you claim, that two hearts are one and the same When you're selling your stories, for less than it’s worth to be spending your time