Tell your friends it's a four alarm
Bad blood, emotional scars
Just a smoke screen we're all liars
Doctor, this is not alright by me
Do you think that you have the strength
Our motivations out to see
Better to stew in discontent then to admit we're wrong
Better to stew in discontent then to admit we're wrong
Bad blood, emotional scars
Never gettin' to say what you really wanna say
This town has good hearts
That started up from a lack of somethin' better going on
We all lie so well
Just a smoke screen we're all liars
There's a kid with the golden arm
We all lie so well
In the song of other peoples failures
He admits to the forest fire
Doctor, do you have a remedy?
He admits to the forest fire
That started up from a lack of somethin' better going on
For a city that's so spent and sick?
We all lie so well
Never gettin' to say what you really wanna say
This town has good hearts
Tell your friends it's a four alarm
And our ideas they die so quickly
That he started up from a lack of somethin' better going on
Then it seems to swim so much more forcibly
This kid with the golden arm
If misery loves company
