quinta-feira, 26 de maio de 2011

Not gonna miss you when you’re dead and gone.
Not gonna talk about you over and over and over.
Not gonna file you under latest nostalgia,
Not happily ever after.

Not gonna listen to your played out songs.
Not gonna think about you over and over and over.
Not gonna read about the latest fads on your trending blog,
I want nothing to do with that.

‘Cause you’ve made a mess of everything and I’m not listening

You’re not a hero, you’re a liar.
You’re not a saviour, you’re a vampire.
Sucking the life out of all the friends you’ve ever known.
You’re just a train-wreck, not a winner,
Up on your soapbox, preaching down to the sinners
Saints without a cause, we’re not listening
We’re not listening

I’m gonna start a revolution
I’ve convoluted dissolution
I’ll lead a war with no conclusion
And in the final hour, I’ll be a confident coward

‘Cause if we stand for nothing
We’ll fall for anything

You’re not a hero, you’re a liar.
You’re not a saviour, you’re a vampire.
Sucking the life out of all the friends you’ve ever known.
You’re just a train-wreck, not a winner,
Up on your soapbox, preaching down to the sinners
Saints without a cause, we’re not listening
We’re not listening.

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