So much for a taste of glory
It's not like your heart is dying holy now
You cross the street and count to ten
And everyone that might have went to bed
Maybe they died
We'll go on this soon
Bet you want it bad
We all want it bad
But you can't have it
You've lost your control
The sun and lights
The blades of grass
It's not like she knows
The difference of cares
She's stupid and cold
Someone in the waves of doubt
It's not like she swam a while
Then faded out
She's stupid and cold
We'll go on this soon
Bet you want it bad
You cross the street and count to ten
And everyone that might have went to bed
Maybe they died holy now

And everyone that might have gone to bed
Maybe they died holy now
She's stupid and cold
The sun and lights

It's not like she knows
You've lost your control
Bet you want it bad
You've lost your control
You've lost your control
We'll be right back.
We'll be right back.