There's a thing or two
I can't talk about with you
Not because I don't want to
But no words will come to me
That can explain
The explosive kind of pain
That fill me up
Like the tears that flood my eyes
Chorus
The champagne
That was never brought out
At the celebration
That was never talked about
For the mind
The heart, the hurt
For the cause
The goal
The birth that never took place
And the emptiness in your face
No knife has entered my skin
No bullet's forced it's way in
But the pain makes me shake
I never knew a mind could break
I don't know where this life will go
But I know where it will end
And we all
Will be in time for curtain call
Chorus
The champagne
That was never brought out
At the celebration
That was never talked about
For the mind
The heart, the hurt
For the cause
The goal
The birth that never took place
And the emptiness in your face
There's a thing or two
I can't talk about with you
Not because I don't want to
But no words will come to me
The champagne
That was never brought out
At the celebration
That was never talked about
For the mind
The heart, the hurt
For the cause
The goal
The birth that never took place
And the emptiness in your face