Testo: Flight 409. Other. So Go Ahead And Hang Yourself For Attention.

Remember when we could talk all night,
Without a word to start a fight,
Well hey kid "best friends" could never end.
It used to be could someone help me?
Not to lose my head,
My head

Between sunsets and phone lines Everything is fine and I'll try,
Not to let you die.
Now as this ceiling falls,
I won't be there to catch you when you cry.

Now as you fall these fan blades stall not to hurt you,
Be careful not to change your mind,
Because if I stay I know things will never be the same.

Between sunsets and phone lines Everything is fine and I'll try,
Not to let you die.
Now as this ceiling falls,
I won't be there to catch you when you cry.

I'm thinking of way to get back at you.
In edition I'll take this bestial abuse.
Is this really the way that you want it to be?
I think that my hands are speaking for me,
Uncover your eyes now this is the best part,
Here he finds her in that other guys arms.
What's going on underneath those sheets?
Your bodies entangled so quietly.

Remember when we could talk all night,
Without a word to start a fight,
Well hey kid "best friends" could never end.
It used to be could someone help me?
Not to lose my head.

Between sunsets and phone lines Everything is fine and I'll try,
Not to let you die.
Now as this ceiling falls,
I won't be there to catch you when you cry