About time for anyone telling I throw your deeds No sign, the roar and thunder, stop and golden ring I get mine and make no excuses Waste of precious breath (No time) The sun shines on everyone Everyone, love yourself to death
So you gotta fire up, you gotta let go You'll never be loved til you make your own You gotta face up, you gotta get low You'll never know the dark till you get too low
The song of us We're sorry The song of us I'm so sorry
The song of us We're sorry The song of us I'm so sorry