La la la la la la la

Day after day

I hang my head in sorrow

And I take

What I cannot borrow

And leave a trail of death

Directly in my wake

And night after night

I burn the candle at both ends

Go into a tailspin and then

I end where I began

If it all sounds too familiar

If it all sounds too much like the truth

Myself at my worst

Myself is my curse

But I learned it all from you

Our lives are conundrums

And patterns to erase

Everyone falls on their sword

And no one hesitates

Get it

Get it all

I see you

On the wall

Yeah get it

Get it all

I see you

On the wall

On the wall

On the wall

On the wall