Hell, wow
The way you stare
It has to mean something
I crossed
I'm barely there
Lord and I followed you
It's done and I filled my car
I'm ready if it breaks down
Greg and Celia
Where did I go wrong?
When did I go wrong?
Believe that we made
Something for nothing
I give it up
Until we make it there
Believe in me
Locked in the cross-hairs
I give it up
And then excused myself
Before I go
Before I go
Well, now the words are clear
It only means one thing
I collapsed in my chair
How can I make it up
I'm done and I've packed my bag
I'm ready for anything
Greg and Celia
Come through for me
Come through for me
Believe that we made
Something for nothing
I give it up
Until we make it there
Believe in me
Locked in the cross-hairs
I give it up
And then excused myself
Before I go
Before I go