Текст: David Mead. Make It Right.

I tried to write it off to another wasted night
another mangled plot, I wanna make it right
?cause everybody knows just what nobody says
you?re gonna have to grow out of an unmade bed

And this is just the final curtain call
after such a long, elaborate fall
i was only fighting for my life
but now I want a chance to make it right

Well can you touch your nose and take a long, last look
at your understated pose your never-written book
well i?m better off without that overrated truth
you gotta watch your mouth, it catches up to you

This is just the final curtain call
after such a long, elaborate fall
i was only fighting for my life
but now I want a chance to make it right

Well so long to the life you wrote about
your head hung over porcelain, no doubt
and face-down on a dirty floor you find
the same things that you thought you?d left behind

This is just the final curtain call
after such a long, elaborate fall
i was only fighting for my life
but now I want a chance to make it right

..curtain call
after such a long, elaborate fall
i was only fighting for my life
but now I want a chance to make it right (chance to make it right)
a chance to make it right
it's all right, it's all right (all right)
all right all right
it's all right, all right
it's all right, all right