Tonight, we're washing off the blood. And I've tried to give you what you want. What is it that you want? Day spent with not a word to say. Routine, red lie. So jump, we'll sit and burn a lie. We'd rather burn than fight. But I ain't gonna be here too long. We've become so good at fooling all, so good, we often fool ourselves. We think twice and always turn around, a comfortable frown. So jump but sit and burn a lie. There's no wrong, no right. And I ain't gonna be here too long tonight.