All your world is packed and lined up straight,
Like a life undone, mine all rips out this way,
I’d really rather have it not have to go, but there’s those things that make tear down,
There’s those things that make tear down.
When we take more than we ask for,
When we give up less than we’re fighting so hard to get,
When we’re dreaming for what you know we just can’t afford,
We burn up everything…everything with the good-byes.
Sister dies ready, ‘fore you learn to run,
A warm room real soon, and rain in Guam,
She turned and run,
You’d really rather have it not have to know,
I’d really rather have you not have to go, but there’s those things that make fall down,
All those things that make you fall down.
When we take more than we ask for,
When we give up less than we’re fighting so hard to get,
When we’re dreaming for what you know we just can’t afford,
We burn up everything…everything with the good-byes.
And I’ll give up on everything, if I hear you want that diamond ring,
And the world won’t spin ‘round for sure, if you won’t be here anymore with the things that make it go down.
Can we please work it out?
Can we please work it out?
Can we please work it out?…
Dreaming for what you know we just can’t afford,
You burn up everything…everything,
When we take more than we ask for,
When we give up less than we’re fighting so hard to get,
When we’re dreaming for what you know we just can’t afford,
We burn up everything…everything,
We burn up everything…everything with the good-byes.
