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