I heard the bad guy Smile and laugh With a little boy He held his hand Called him dad And they went home Black and white Gets caught in words Before they're known Happy is, What happy does, That you should know But we'll rip holes in the story I'll rip holes in the story We'll rip holes in the story I'll show you The tales told Have grown so old But yet they stick But growing old Doesn't seem so cold If I'm with you They didn't smile When your hand Slipped into mine But sure did I I couldn't hide it From the lights But we'll rip holes in the story I'll rip holes in the story We'll rip holes in the story I'll show you Sing it back And they all sound flat Did they tell you There was more for you to see We'll spread our colours wide Your fairytales have lost their spark tonight The bad guy cried out slow And slumped into his chair Should we tell you About the demons in your head They told him follow With the crowd And you'll be fine Now he's wasted his whole life to stay alive But we'll rip holes in the story I'll rip holes in the story We'll rip holes in the story I'll show you They didn't smile When your hand Slipped into mine But sure did I I couldn't hide it From the lights