Cyanide
Well, let me bend your ear
'Cause I'm never really there
When shadows turn to light
And hope into despair
There was an only one
But the broody skies above
Brought down a shameful stain
And not a single drop of cleaning rain
Well, let me say
Oh-whoa, well, there's no place left to hide
Oh-whoa, from the loneliness inside
The road to you is paved right through
With bloody good intentions
And missing you is like kissing cyanide
Well, in this world of things
One of them is lost
I've been it in my dreams
But not without a cost
Down a lonely street
It was our destiny to meet
Nobody asked you twice
We found purchase then
With no requite, nothing nice
Oh-whoa, well, there's no place left to hide
Oh-whoa, from the loneliness inside
The road to you is paved right through with bloody good intentions
And missing you is like kissing cyanide
Would you believe in something good that's so wrong?
And have you worshiped our invention?
Well, I've paid my debt in coin and sweat with trifling hesitation
Because the road to you is paved with good intentions
Oh-whoa, well, there's no place left to hide
Oh-whoa, from the loneliness inside
The road to you is paved right through with bloody good intentions
And missing you is like kissing cyanide
Cyanide
Cyanide
Cyanide
Cyanide
Cyanide
Cyanide
Cyanide
'Cause I'm never really there
When shadows turn to light
And hope into despair
There was an only one
But the broody skies above
Brought down a shameful stain
And not a single drop of cleaning rain
Well, let me say
Oh-whoa, well, there's no place left to hide
Oh-whoa, from the loneliness inside
The road to you is paved right through
With bloody good intentions
And missing you is like kissing cyanide
Well, in this world of things
One of them is lost
I've been it in my dreams
But not without a cost
Down a lonely street
It was our destiny to meet
Nobody asked you twice
We found purchase then
With no requite, nothing nice
Oh-whoa, well, there's no place left to hide
Oh-whoa, from the loneliness inside
The road to you is paved right through with bloody good intentions
And missing you is like kissing cyanide
Would you believe in something good that's so wrong?
And have you worshiped our invention?
Well, I've paid my debt in coin and sweat with trifling hesitation
Because the road to you is paved with good intentions
Oh-whoa, well, there's no place left to hide
Oh-whoa, from the loneliness inside
The road to you is paved right through with bloody good intentions
And missing you is like kissing cyanide
Cyanide
Cyanide
Cyanide
Cyanide
Cyanide
Cyanide
Cyanide
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Writer(s): Brett Gurewitz, Greg Graffin
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