Rush of the past
I quietly crash and the tables turn
You're beautiful strange, defiantly brash
Be careful now
Kid you're a cut above
Always just a cut above the rest
If there's something left to be learned
Then my time is running
Why should I waste it all wasted on you?
I shouldn't be trusted to live and let go
When the last of my cities have burned
Then what's left in nothing
Why did i waste it all wasted on you?
I couldn't be trusted to live and let go
Fill in the blanks, pencil on paper
Shaken and tried
Fade and resign as the tables turn
Let's slip away the renegade life you've been dreaming of
Kid you're a cut above