Don't wanna call you in the nighttime,
Don't wanna give you all my pieces,
Don't wanna hand you all my trouble,
Don't wanna give you all my demons.
"I'd die for you," that's easy to say
We have a list of people that we would take
A bullet for them, a bullet for you
A bullet for everybody in this room.
But I don't seem to see many bullets coming through.
"I'd live for you," and that's hard to do
Even harder to say when you know it's not true.
We don't believe what's on TV,
Because it's what we want to see,
And what we want we know we can't believe,
We have all learned to kill our dreams.
All my friends are heathens, take it slow.
Wait for them to ask you who you know,
Please don't make any sudden moves,
You don't know the half of the abused.