you can keep the fillings in my teeth there's no one to blame cause this ain't a game the disease and the cure are one and the same if i'm alive or i'm bored if i'm dead or ignored you'll be on my mind
i hope you'll agree we didn't get wasted for free cause if you believe
it's harder to see
the whole's the best part of siamese hearts forever in debt forever disarmed in the shade of the sun we'll bloom till we're young till i'm on your mind cause
you look like summer wouldn't dare to survive you and i can't stand any colour i can black out that's what we're used to
since i'm nowhere i've never felt more out of place i'll burn my tongue
till i forget your taste and the future might bring the most beautiful past when tomorrow's sunk into my world of glass nearly hoped nearly home