we never write about new beginnings
every piece is just getting more still
happiness is reached as a state of rest
it's all jean jackets and midnight rabbits
we're a generation of pictures of shoes
let's keep getting drunk
as an excuse to walk home hand in hand
let's just admit teenage love
might only exist in cars
let's think so long
we gather dust

i keep inviting you into my altered past
i keep inventing new religions
i keep forgetting that we're probably all living for a reason

I'm a understanding guy
If you give me a chance, you'll know why
You have bigger fish to fry
Than to get stuck into somebody's web
I'm not here to control you
I'm not here to keep you captured in my cage
You're the other half of me
So I want you to be relaxed
You can do what you want
Im not going to stop your elation
You can play around with other women
As long as you tell me
I don't care
It won't bother me
It you tell me what you're doing
Trust is what keeps things alive
I'm trustworthy with others
So that shouldn't be exempt here
I'm ready to preserve
On being the best for you
Your top ace
Of the lineup
If you show me that you really love me and that you really care, and go the extra mile to prove it to me that you do
I will be grateful forever
You can be free and you
You're not my property
I'm just the man you chose to be with
That special one
You want to spend the rest of your life with
I'm perfectly happy with that
You created a happy man

I have travelled long and far,
My feet are sore, and my bones weary,
My eyes may see, but I am blind,
My heart may beat, but my soul is dreary,
My back aches from the weight on my shoulders,
My gun isn't as light as it used to be,
My flag isn't as pure as it should be,
I am not as I should be.
I crawl through the darkness of midday,
Plagued by the voices and what they used to say:
Strong man, young man, be the soldier of fortune,
Strong man, young man, sing the songs of your nation's tune,
Strong man, young man, come back with stories to tell,
Strong man, young man, go my boy, and show them hell,
Strong man, young man, hold up your shoulders,
Strong man, young man, go now, and be a soldier.

I have lost my mind in the madness,
I have lost my heart in the sadness,
Ghosts and family haunt my every waking moment,
The pleasure of life is now no more than blood filled torment,
I have seen the face of the Devil in the bowels of hell,
I have kissed Death, and I have lived to tell,
So listen to my stories, oh yea plagued and unfulfilled,
Bath with me in the blood of the men I have killed,
Blow your trumpets and your drums to the music of war,
I held up my shoulders, and now they are no more,
But I survived.
So sing your songs and chant your praises, but I don't need them,
You sold my soul.
Mother, I'm coming home.

To all the world
All my friends
As I close in
Near the end
A tight rope stretched
Forced to strain
And deep inside
A lake of pain
I drowned the sorrows
Trapt inside
Now all there is left to say
Is.. I'm sorry and goodbye.