Honestly what will [bad word] of me?
I don't like reality,
It's way too clear to me.
But really life is deadly.
We are what we don't see,
We miss everything daydreaming...

Flames to dust,
Lovers to friends...
Why do all good [bad word] to an end?
Flames to dust,
Lovers to friends...
Why do all good [bad word] to an end?

Traveling I only stop at exits,
Wondering if I'll stay
Young and restless -
Living this way I stress less.
I want to pull away when the dream dies,
The pain sets in and I don't cry,
I only feel gravity and I wonder why...

Flames to dust,
Lovers to friends...
Why do all good [bad word] to an end?
Flames to dust,
Lovers to friends...
Why do all good [bad word] to an end?

And the dogs were whistling a new tune,
Barking at the new moon,
Hoping it [bad word] soon so that they could
Dogs were whistling a new tune,
Barking at the new moon,
Hoping it [bad word] soon,
So that they could die...

Flames to dust,
Lovers to friends...
Why do all good [bad word] to an end?
Flames to dust,
Lovers to friends...
Why do all good [bad word] to an end?

And the dogs were barking at a new moon,
Whistling a new tune,
Hoping it [bad word] soon
And the dogs were barking at a new moon,
Whistling a new tune,
Hoping it [bad word] soon
So that thay could die...