Well I need you,
more than ever now.

I don't want to blow up your cover.
Well I showed you,
all of the things.

That came to you from one another.

CHORUS:

Here I am now.
Burning in my own wreck.
Burning in all my problems.

I'm up to my neck.

Well I need you.

To show me,
all the things that make it bad now.
You know me.

Like a brother.
But I won't believe they will show me how.


(CHORUS)

(SOLOS GALORE)