blood, sweat, tears, the buccaneers are always on the run tried so hard to get away, but they don't know what from maybe there's something in the darkness, that's what hides their fears something in the shadows, that's been haunting them for years
you make the grass seem greener the air feels so much cleaner but there's not much truth in that
but you don't speak for me, no oh, you don't speak for me, no
life is tough but sometimes it's like walking in the park even when you're lost alone, the city won't get dark oh, you could give an inch or two and I could take a mile if you're waiting for your retribution, that could take a while
you make the grass seem greener the air feels so much cleaner but there's not much truth in that
but you don't speak for me, no oh, you don't speak for me, no
oh, you don't speak for me, no oh, you don't speak for me, no