as they told us our story begins to get old whatever tragedies happen, babe you'll forget them
anyways, you took the best of me where's my inner peace supposed to be? to use crying over the beautiful time we've lost forever
we're wolves hardening suspocious every single minute
im not worth you envy of beauty makes me rush to the goal
before i pull the trogger (could you free my conscience?) my lover, please answer (can a wolf be a man?) i hold a gun (and you pull a knife) it all happens tonight
you took the best of me where's my inner peace supposed to be? life's no fairy tale