I've got a question, Mark.
You got a need to always take some shot in he dark.
I don't have to make pretend the picture i'm in is totally clear.
You think that all things have a way they ought to appear.
'Cause you know, you know, you know, you know,
you know, you know, you know, you know,
you know, I don't, I dream.
Don't know what you mean.
Panic called you out and took you in.
Giving you an easy game and letting you win.
You're giving back a little hatred now to the world, 'cause it treated you bad.
'Cause you couldn't keep the great unknown from making you mad.
'Cause you know, you know, you know, you know,
you know, you know, you know, you know,
you know, I don't, I dream.
Don't know what you mean.
said your final word but honesty and love could've kept us together
one day you'll see it's worth it after all
if you ever want to say you're sorry you can give me a call