Before we get to business, there's some things you need to know That I don't like you or respect what you've become Cause whose to say you're not somebody else cause I can't even tell The cure might look like poison, but I promise it will help
We are your prescription We're in between the lines In the corners of your empty mind But not in so many words We are the voices that come calling The only ones that get you through the night We're coming home this time
I hope you overdose on honesty and choke on every lie That you never told me (You never told me) Fly away on broken wings Take the punch, don't leave the ring Use the towel to wipe your face, but don't ever throw it in
We are your prescription We're in between the lines In the corners of your empty mind But not in so many words We are the voices that come calling The only ones that get you through the night We're coming home this time
There will be blood Enough to paint this street The street that we grew up on The one beneath our feet
You're living proof of playing dead
We are your prescription We're in between the lines In the corners of your empty mind But not in so many words We are the voices that come calling The only ones that get you through the night We're coming home this time