Слова:
Dying To Know

them too We don?t know what we?ve done But it?s what we do Dying to become more like You We draw the lines and we cross them too We don?t know what

I did I done good and what I done I did well You don't know me You don't know what you think you know What you think you know Hate is a river floating

You think you know me Got me figured out Your casting shadows Forget about the doubt You think you know me You think I care You should spend some time

me If I?m a broken satellite Wandering out on my own We draw the lines And we cross them too We don?t know what we?ve done But it?s what we do Dying

You think you know me Got me figured out Your casting shadows Forget about the doubt You think you know me You think I care You should spend some time

I received my first scar From an old man so tattered and torn. And the Wino and I know the pains of street singin' Like the door-to-door salesman knows

god I need to know. I know there's got to be a place a heaven for the human race why do I need to die to go? I need to know I'm dyin' to know well good

time ago You left me there dying But you'll never let me go [Hook] You'll always know The reason why We could have had the moon and the sky You'll always know

MM: And there's no tenderness like before in your fingertips DH: You're trying hard not to show it MM: Baby... DH: But baby... DH/MM: Baby I know it...