Someday you'll pass with relief 
from the tossing sea of despair 
onto the solid ground of [bad word] 

Nothing you can say will prove me a [bad word] 
I'm left with everything, 
still stray to question "why?”... 
"why?"... "why?", "why?", "why?"...

Our hands were on the same spear 
that drove into His side,
and we're the ones that wound up 
paralyzed, paralyzed and loved.

Endlessly we drift inside your distractions and no one is safe.
Nothing is safe from you... from you. 

Nothing you can say will prove me a [bad word] 
I'm left with everything, 
still stray to question "why?”... "why?"... "why?"...

Our hands were on the same spear 
that drove into His side, 
and we're the ones that wound up
paralyzed, paralyzed and loved.

You're like a never-ending soap opera, 
and we're ready to find out who kills J.R.

We found a better way! 
We found a better way! 
We found a better way!
We found a better way!

We found a better way! 
We found a better way! Yeah...
We found a better way! 
We found a better way!