Don't you see the mess We've made Give it up NOW Just give it up now We build this temple On graves and bones I wanna give it up now Give it up now So lets be ironic I'm not a man of his word I'm not the one you wont So lets pull out our swords I'm a man of his dream thats all I'm tired of caring The smile on my face that you love We spend to much time on the crossroads of life And I can't smile any more thats all We store our needs In each other's dreams And you wanna Carry them out Carry them out But my ground is collapsing And the bones are cracking Give it up now I wont to give it up now So lets be ironic I'm not a man of his word I'm not the one you wont So lets pull out our swords I'm a man of his dream thats all I'm tired of caring The smile on my face that you love We spend to much time on the crossroads of life And I can't smile any more thats all