Слова:
The Get Up Kids Guilt Show

't Of course you don't, the words might choke And how long is too long when you're waiting by the phone? Made up, you win, I'm must give in To each their

God bless here's a man of conviction With evidence enough to convict him So he stands by the side of the victim Has strength enough to forgive him Hopefully

Never love anyone else It's a promise you made to yourself There's a box with the ring on the shelf And it's tarnished Burden of liars and thieves Is

All poison and thrills, a handful of pills Waiting around Nails cut to the quick, you broke what you fixed You're so underground What you waiting for

Of all of the space in this small world There's room in my life for you, girl Though we had a lot of words to say Didn't think we'd need to have Another

Wait and fight You never threatened to stop breathing countless times When it wouldn't make a sound Baby eyes The whole thing is a fading senseless blur

don't do any good With tears in their eyes Fight the good fight Maintain the trend Just look me in the eyes and say The world's not gonna end Get stuck

Every afternooon A point I hammer home You had no follow through, no follow through Better off alone Waiting patiently Stranded in your sea Singing

Just to get by and try to stay high its a good life,end of discussion and the hours like sand the holes in my hand im a good soul martyr me and im wastin