Find time
And play with innocence
Like you ever would
I don’t see you make any sense
I guess you deliver misery
Just like you should
Nine o’clock
And you paint the skies grey
It’s not your fault, we’re the ones who betray
But how can you say it with such ease?
You want to take a stand?
Or do you just want to please?
Your bedtime story is scaring everyone
But you make me understand the evil that men do
The evil that men do