worry rock

another sentimental argument and bitter love

fucked without a kiss again dragged it through the mud

yelling at brick walls and punching windows made of stone

the worry rock has turned to dust fallen on our pride

a knocked down dragged out fight

fat lips and open wounds

another wasted night and no one will take the fall

where do we go from here

and what did you do with the directions

promise me no dead end streets

and i'll guarantee we'll have the road

a knocked down dragged out fight

fat lips and open wounds

another wasted night no one will take the fall

another sentimental argument and bitter love

fucked without a kiss again dragged it through the mud

where do we go from here

and what did you do with the directions

promise me no dead end streets

and i'll guarantee we'll have the road

and i'll guarantee we'll have the road

and i'll guarantee we'll have the road