Wax Poetic

The jury's out down in selfish city
With some friendly fire in an otherwise vacant room.
C-c-cut up all the evidence in pieces
It's tough to dance when you're knee-deep in their ashes

You can't keep a beat with your high heels on
And you never feel regret when you've always been wrong.
I got two last shots and both are in my chamber
I doubt you'll feel something
I doubt you'll feel...

With one red brick thrown through your windshield
Wake up or drive home
I spent long lost years looking for the colder side of the pillow
All the good I used to see in you is gone
I was just waxing poetic

Well I cleaned up the lies and I swept up the pity
They looked the same when covered in dirty roots
C-c-call it in the air, no one's listening
It's hard to catch what you haven't been missing

Wear so many faces with that sad smile on
I can look at each one and not trust any of them
I got two last shots and both are in my chamber
I doubt you'll feel something
I doubt you'll feel...

With one red brick thrown through your windshield
Wake up or drive home
I spent long lost years looking for the colder side of the pillow
All the good I used to see in you is gone
I was just waxing poetic

Had a dream once
It was you and I left broken
We were shattered
I had a nightmare where I realized you were useless
What a sad, sad
I had a dream once
It was you and I left broken
We were shattered
I had a nightmare where I realized you were useless
What a sad, sad life

Two red bricks into your windshield
Wake up or drive home
I spent long lost years looking for the colder side of the pillow
All the good I used to see in you is gone
I was just waxing poetic
I was just waxing poetic