Words

You need a line that you can cross
You need a debt to know the cost
Don’t you wish everything would fall to pieces yeah?

You need a savior to believe
You need a lover to deceive
Don’t you wish everything would fall to pieces yeah?

We’ll come to blows… we’ll come to blows

You need a maker you can test
You need a rival you can best
Don’t you wish everything would fall to pieces yeah?

You need a lie that you can sell
You need some poison for the well
Don’t you wish everything would fall to pieces yeah?

We’ll come to blows … we’ll come to blows

Dark ships sailing out
This was not a game
All of the years you waste you’ll never have again

Death your stock and trade
You know the price it will be paid
Regret costs more than anything we made

• 1. The Great Divide
• 2. Please