If we could work it out...there is no need to shout.. we are both really saying the same thing. You dont believe...that what is here is real.. you still say that your better of without. I just cannot believe, after all you seen of me, that you still stand there with your doubt. Ok , we wont work it out..you slammed the door and went out... another night with me here with my head. Voices ringing on, mocking all the wrongs, taunting me to stay here like your fool. Fool, left all alone, wondering why I go on, just let it go and try to find a happy end. Yes , to be happy once again, laughing with my friends, being the kind of fool that I can really get into. Dancing on the floor, let my engines roar, laughing in to the on coming wind. ....just a melody I had in my head. Want to hear it again?