Tell my story like it's written in a good book
Play my song, the one with the good hook
Remind me of all the good bits
Take all you want but you better finish it
Well go ahead and wake me up
Progression but I can't say it's enough
We don't have time to stop
Pages from the writers block
Oh you don't even know my name
You'd ask but its way, way too late
When proper circumstances became
All part of an elaborate game
This is the relief you need not the drugs you always see
What am I supposed to say
Holy rollers, holy ghost, you better just obey
Take your time it'll be your last, looking back you'll realize
This is the relief you need not the drugs you always see
I hate to see you go
Hold me back, I don't want to
Stop me from fighting with you
Take a swing it's what you need
White knuckles, hope to bleed
But, I bet you won't
Simple hopes and side chained notes
Try to burn me down
Ink stains up in smoke
Serious about the joke
The writings on the wall
Ink stains up in smoke
Serious about the joke
The writings on the wall
Ink stains up in smoke
Serious about the joke
The writings on the wall
Talk you want
(Bet you won't, bet you won't)
Talk you want
(Bet you won't, bet you won't)