[Verse] Do these ever end These are the moments I can't pretend Of how these things went Nothing bigger than to kill a friend Do these erase hand Does it make you feel like a man Bury in the sand Nothing bigger than to kill a friend [Pre-Chorus] What have we done? As it stays prone? [Chorus] I'm going alone into my better times Without, ever wanting you to be mine but Loud, as I clear my mind, and mind my manners There are no winners, as sinners get no dinners [Verse] And suddenly I feel so wrong Why does it have to belong To another song Or another sound As I found [Pre-Chorus] What have we done? As it stays prone? [Chorus] I'm going alone into my better times Without, ever wanting you to be mine but Loud, as I clear my mind, and mind my manners There are no winners, as sinners get no dinners [Outro] Do these ever end These are the moments I can't pretend Of how these things went Nothing bigger than to kill a friend
