she always trembles / at the blissfully depressed /
desiring the desireless / she's always seaching / for
herself in someone else / lonely when she's all she
needs / she'll cry a thousand paper tears / and throw
down her kerosene of vacant fears / we're all the match
wishing we were the flame / we represent each moment in every day

he always trembles / at the thought of getting old
/ running out of time and ideas / he's always waiting
/ for the moment to be right / impatient when it's
always there / he'll take a thousand empty pills /
and swallow the void that they'll never fill / he's
got to break out / no matter what the cost / we represent
all the ones who feel lost...

'cause we're all the same worn,
empty cup / we're never content,
but we never give up / jumping off cliffs,
opening our arms / and hoping to fly.
.. / running around the same old track,
/ never getting any closer,
/ but we never look back / we're just trying to leave
behind / something beautiful before we've gone

she always trembles / at the blissfully depressed /
desiring the desireless / he's always waiting / for
the moment to be right / impatient when...

we're all the same worn, empty cup / we're never content,
but we never give up / jumping off cliffs,
opening our arms / and hoping to fly.
.. / running around the same old track,
/ never getting any closer,
/ but we never look back / we're just trying to leave
behind / something beautiful before we've gone