Minds Like Minefields
Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Once upon a time
When we both lost our minds
And our memories
Destroyed our common sense
And the letters sent
Suicidal tendencies
Deployed like a parachute
You had a hole in you
As we went tumbling through the sky
The only thing I'd change
Is the fear and rage
And the hell I put you through
So sorry
And I can't get up the nerve
To look you in the eyes as I'm leaving
And I can't go on
This same old song and dance is murder on your feelings
Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
I'm at a loss for words
As the tables turned
You placed me upon the wheel
In your torture chamber
My remains were
Left next to my last meal
Gone without a trace
You went off to taste
The fruit of the afterlife
As I sit and stir
Nightmares recur
Haven't slept a wink
In forty days or nights
And I can't get up the nerve
To look you in the eyes as I'm leaving
And I can't go on
This same old song and dance is murder on your feelings
Now and again
Forgotten friends
Crossing my mind like a minefield
Stopping to stare
Asking "do I dare defuse this or disarm my..."
"Disarm myself?"
And I can't get up the nerve
To look you in the eyes as I'm leaving
And I can't go on
This same old song and dance is murder on your feelings
Now and again
Forgotten friends
Crossing my mind like a minefield
Stopping to stare
Asking "do I dare defuse this or disarm my..."
"Disarm myself?"
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Once upon a time
When we both lost our minds
And our memories
Destroyed our common sense
And the letters sent
Suicidal tendencies
Deployed like a parachute
You had a hole in you
As we went tumbling through the sky
The only thing I'd change
Is the fear and rage
And the hell I put you through
So sorry
And I can't get up the nerve
To look you in the eyes as I'm leaving
And I can't go on
This same old song and dance is murder on your feelings
Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
I'm at a loss for words
As the tables turned
You placed me upon the wheel
In your torture chamber
My remains were
Left next to my last meal
Gone without a trace
You went off to taste
The fruit of the afterlife
As I sit and stir
Nightmares recur
Haven't slept a wink
In forty days or nights
And I can't get up the nerve
To look you in the eyes as I'm leaving
And I can't go on
This same old song and dance is murder on your feelings
Now and again
Forgotten friends
Crossing my mind like a minefield
Stopping to stare
Asking "do I dare defuse this or disarm my..."
"Disarm myself?"
And I can't get up the nerve
To look you in the eyes as I'm leaving
And I can't go on
This same old song and dance is murder on your feelings
Now and again
Forgotten friends
Crossing my mind like a minefield
Stopping to stare
Asking "do I dare defuse this or disarm my..."
"Disarm myself?"
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Writer(s): Daniel Andriano, Matthew Thomas Skiba
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