You never say the way that you feel
And if you did how would I know
That it was real
Don't know how all of you aint
Living in song
But I'll see you in the future
And it won't be long
I'd rather be hungry than
Full of shit
If that's the way you want to play it
You can deal with it
I love the way that you smile
But I hate how you dance
We never really had a chance
Bust out from the moment
A clown in the dirt
I try to sidle up to you
I wake up in the morning
It was me who was hurt
But you don't need to explain
Everything you do
Cause I must have been feeling
A little too good
The kind of mood
Where you don't do the things you should
Sometimes are harder than others
To walk the line
When everybody looks so fine
Don't listen when they tell you
To watch out for the pain
The pain's only gonna hurt you
It's the joy that will kill you
It will drive you insane
It's the joy that will teach you
How to be true
When all good things must happen
Tell me what will become
Of a wowser's Sun
Cause it's the pleasure at the feast
Beneath the west above the east
Keeps everybody on the run
Keeping everybody on the run
Keeping everybody on the run