I wanna run into your plastic prison I want to bring with me a wrecking ball So you know you're not so lonely to see The curse of being born But you're still too far to fold in the past luck While I'm tripping on the red tape I get nearer to the ground and listen The course is marrow in our bones And your only crime was all your guessing And I wish I didn't know But you're steering with no eyes on the road dear And I'm tuning like a dead radio So take my turn to smash in the brake lights While you're reaching just to save it I'll be there too (x3) I'll be there So who sleeps behind your bedroom mirror? Who whispers darkly in your ear? If you died, you think no one would notice When you cry, you think no one will hear So I'm steering with no eyes on the road dear And you're tuning like a dead radio So I take my turn to smash in the brake lights We go round and round and round I'll be there, too (x3) I'll be there Say, I don't mind walls When I'm inside them Hold still we should sit and Watch as our blood pours in