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{i haven't slept much at all,

sinse you came to me...

i'm finally tired

i'm tired of it all but i love-..i love...}

you're like a

pillow of pines

you're like a 

fire in my walls

a spark out of sight

while the fire place is cold

exhausted

burnt out dream

through the smoke

you lure me in

i'm still fixed on you

this broken alarm clock

never rings true

the fire alarm too

but hun,

come...

i'll strip the paint

off this makeup world

it'll drip off your face

who's leading who on?

you can't enter the gates of hell

and dance around the fire

a surrender flag half way up

painting back on the colors

well that's gonna get you no where

what's done is done

but that's gonna get you no where

what's done is done

had my sights set, walking wounded

don't step in front

softly surrender

into the mud you slung

standing under

the virgins crown

i think ya

should step aside

dripping way

too much face paint

dizzy

are the stars

in your eyes, in mine

you'd be better without the lies

but the podium was made to deny

you'd like to think

you've got a chance

till it's way passed over

there's blood on the hands

that doesn't equal

blood on the door

but hun,

come again

i'll strip the paint

off this makeup world

it'll all drip off your face

who's leading who on?

you can't enter the gates of hell

and dance around the fire

a surrender flag half way up

painting back on the colors

well that's gonna get you no where

what's done is done

but that's gonna get you no where

what's done is done

had my sights set, walking wounded

don't step in front

softly surrender

into the mud you slung

when i was younger

i said i'd stand between

all of hell and you

but you're the one who's divided

factioned by yourself

paper cutting the book of love

bent pages-let me get this straight

i didn't mean "the hell you'd put me through"

you can't enter the gates of hell

and dance around the fire

you destroyed everything

and can't see me anywhere for miles

don't ask me why..

i'm looking for you

exhausted

burnt out dream

through the smoke

you lure me in

i'm still fixed on you

this broken alarm clock

never rings true

the fire alarm too

but hun,

come...

i'll strip the paint

off this makeup world

it'll drip off your face

who's leading who on?

you can't enter the gates of hell

and dance around the fire

a surrender flag half way up

painting back on the colors

well that's gonna get you no where

what's done is done

but that's gonna get you no where

what's done is done

had my sights set, walking wounded

don't step in front

softly surrender

into the mud you slung

crying in my urn

{who's leading who on?

who's leading who on?

who's leading who on?

who}