Sing, sing
Oh so sucker for the sugar substitute and artificial flavoring
Small wonder I felt so safe inside nothing more than a smoke screen and masquerade
But outside a car bomb's ticking
Inside a car bomb's ticking
The words I wrote are a broken chain
Holding me from the criminally insane
But its gone and there's no stopping
All my balloons are popping
But the tree was not yet down as she lifted the flag from the bloody
ground, whispering:
'Gallons of gas and a makeshift cast and I'm still no further from nowhere
fast'
Listen! Downstairs the doorbell's ringing
We've been waiting
I've been waiting
The words I wrote are a broken chain
Holding me from the criminally insane
But its gone and there's no stopping
All my balloons are popping
The words I wrote are a broken chain
Keeping me from the criminally insane
But it's gone and there's no stopping
The words I wrote and the songs I sang
Kept this ship from sinking to its grave
But it's gone and there's no stopping
All my balloons are popping
