Album: It's Getting Tougher to Say the Right Things
Take me to the center of town
And holf me to the half truths in your mind
So I can tell you all there is about the people
That you don`t know
The words just spill from my lips
For the thousandth time
We`ll predict the fallen angels
Before they`ve fallen
And watch them laugh all the way down
I`ll sugar coat it
You can`t take it any other way