This is the sound of tooth against bone    Against cheering crowds and broken homes   This is the sound of tooth against bone    Against cheering crowds and broken homes   This is the end of my rope      So bite down   Tell me how this concrete tastes    And tell me for the last time that you're sorry    So I can laugh out loud as I watch you    Struggle; broken, bloody, barely breathing, yeah   The truth is, there's been an autumn in me    And it's been that way since May      Yeah, I've hoped forever   Diminishing myself with my unconscious      This is the sound of tooth against bone    Against cheering crowds and broken homes   Yeah, this is the sound of tooth against bone    Against cheering crowds and broken homes   This is the end of the line      And my shoes, ripped and ruined from running,    Have finally found their final resting place, yeah    At the base of your skull and once again    Someone's left to clean up your mess      Once again someone's left to clean up your mess   Once again someone's left to clean up your mess