Tonight i feel you coming down.
I feel you coming over me like broken glass
Falling down to cut my dreams.

Now if these walls could only talk
They'd say no more than i can say here with a grin
A bottle and saint anthony.


My thoughts are turning on me now
And the pace with every footstep takes me farther down

The dark end of the street that you call home.
Confessions stories chances left behind.
All show their faces in every stranger that i find.


There's something you dont wanna know.
There's something i dont wanna say.

Transmission on the radio. no direction no way home.
There's something going wrong with us.
There's something broken in our eyes.


Caress the emptiness and pour another drink
And wash away these memories

These dirty walls with gasoline....
The faces here dont have a thing to hide.
They tell the story of every broken heart survived.


There's something you dont wanna know.
Theres something i dont wanna say...

That if we make it out alive
There's more to life than to survive!
There's something going wrong with us

There's something broken in our eyes.

Tonight i feel you coming over me.

Tonight i dont wanna feel a thing.
Now we never ever planned to go this far.
We never ever thought that it would get this dark.


There's something you dont wanna know.
There's something i dont wanna say.

Transmission on the radio. no direction no way home.
There's something going wrong with us.
There's something broken in our eyes.