here comes treble
flatliners, the
i wrote this for my brother
i didn't mean to become a stranger
and this is for my mother
how could i ever turn and leave this place?
i need to tell you all i've learned from you
as i drive 'round the world in disgrace
can't wait to show you what a jaded fuck i've become
i'm officially finished singing about some better way
because we're all so young and there's time to change
aren't these the reddest eyes you've ever seen?
sitting on the steps of where my family's grown
this feeling's passed over me
i'll try my best not to take my time
making the telephone ring
i'll waste my life and never make up the time
i wrote this for my brother
i didn't mean to become a stranger
and this is for my mother
how could i ever turn and leave this place?
i need to tell you all i've learned from you
as i drive 'round the world in disgrace
i'm not gonna take my time
making the telephone ring
i'll waste my life and never make up the time
are you still happy to see my pale face?
tell me why i rot on the inside
dry your eyes off in half-time
we'll only speak when it matters to me
how i despise this disguise
making the telephone ring
i'll waste my life and never make up the time
are you happy to see my pale face?
tell me why i sit and i rot on the inside
the words to dry your eyes