Woorden: Puddle Of Mudd. Life On Display. Think.

Wait, wait, wait
You never wanna wait, wait, wait
Slow down stop and think, think, think
You never wanna think, think, think

'Cause everything
Could it be a dream, dream another bad dream
So I drink, drink, drink, drink, drink
I'm putting down the drink, drink, 'cause I can't feel a thing

'Cause every time you say goodbye
I've seen that look a thousand times
There's no more room left inside
It's gonna be alright, it's gonna be alright

Fear, fear, fear
Just don't be afraid, afraid, afraid
Watch the tube and waste, waste, waste
Waste away the days, days, flush it down the drain

'Cause every time you say goodbye
I've seen that look a thousand times
There's no more room left inside
'Cause every time you say goodnight
I love to watch you close your eyes
There's no more pain left inside
It's gonna be alright, it's gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright, it's gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright

Hate, hate, hate
You always gotta hate, hate

'Cause every time you say goodbye
I've seen that look a thousand times
There's no more room left inside
And every time you say goodnight
I love to watch you close your eyes
There's no more pain left inside
It's gonna be alright, it's gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright, it's gonna be alright