""Signs of our youth are all but a bruise hidden by red Thousands of paintings hang from us daily Wrecking ball tear me down won't you? Once more... Head over heels our swords and our shields blood drenched with red Old routines they shape you or me So tirelessly we're tiring ourselves out There are all kinds of ghosts lurking around here here Love never lasts well there's truth in that at least for me You left to drift unloved unnoticed while I will dine out On tales that I've spun for years. There are all kinds of ghosts lurking around here here There are all kinds of ghosts lurking around here here here Our best laid plans forever haunted by The ghosts we're yet to meet Goals we all must seek Heaven knows we're both still young.""