Insomniac... Hm, värt att tänka på

Satan att man inte har råd med biljetter...

today is the first day of the rest of our lives
tomorrow is too late to pretend everything's all right now
i'm not getting any younger as long as you don't get any older
i'm not going to state that yesterday never was

bloodshot, deadbeat and lack of sleep
making your mascara bleed

tears down your face
leaving traces of my mistakes,

(when I say)
if i promise to go to church on Sunday
will you go with me on friday night?
if you live with me i'll die for you and this compromise

i hereby solemnly swear to tell the whole truth
and nothing but the truth is what i'll ever hear from you now
trust is a dirty word that comes only from such a liar
but respect is something i will earn if you have faith

bloodshot, deadbeat and lack of sleep
making your mascara bleed tears down your face
leaving traces of my mistakes,

(when I say)
if i promise to go to church on Sunday
will you go with me on friday night?
if you live with me i'll die for you and this compromise

(onödiga ooanden och annat mys)

if i promise to go to church on Sunday
will you go with me on friday night?
if you live with me i'll die for you and this compromise

and this compromise

yes, and this compromise