Change, it hits like trains
Keeps me sane, it stays the same
Lies, fall in sheets
They keep me clean, keep me sweet
From the ground, I'm convinced
That I'll never see your face again
When I'm down, and I'm out I won't ever see your face again
In my head, you're so dead
And if I keep my face to the floor, you'll still be dead
Truth, it covers sin and buries you deep within
Death is not the end
But the sweetest kiss I'd pray to get
In my head, you're so dead
The truth is there's nothing
Like a stab in the back from a friend