There's nothing that needs to be said
We can pretend
We'll sandblast these walls and paint them again
When [bad word] to an end
We can pretend
We'll sandblast these walls and paint them again

Oh we hit a bump in the road again
and now we're working out just what it mean
I dont know much
But I know at last
That I'm falling fast
And I [bad word] back

You say that everything's been going wrong
But we've been living our lives how we want
It's a throw away cliche but we know

 [bad word] 
There's nothing that needs to be said
We can pretend
We'll sandblast these walls and paint them again
There's nothing left for us
When [bad word] to an end
We can pretend
We'll sandblast these walls and paint them again
Ohhh

No I didn't think that it would be like this
So now i gotta work out what it is I missed
Now all this love
Is sticks and stones
Being thrown round homes
Breaking bones

What did I do wrong this time
I finally found a fault

 [bad word] 

There'll be time for the changes we will make
If we rebuild we can make it better
I know it's hard for you to take
I'd give it time but I don't really care

I'm not the man that i was
I belong to the voice in my head that tells me
"You are falling away from yourself
and from everything else"

 [bad word]