And bringing back Just what you lost (Bring me down...finally found) Can you feel the air It's always there (feelin' so special...always were special) Can you come back
pills I'll take my share of the blame I smell your cigarettes Your sex and your violence But your love and hate Is louder than silence And
, overworked and underpaid Cigarettes and crowded little rooms where the jukebox never plays One more drink and I'll be coming home, if home is where you'll stay 'cause I miss missing you And
Now that you're older Where will you go Where will you go Now that it's over Now that you're older Where will you go I'm like the evil and
of glass And soon I'll find a way to Madagascar and back, to you So put down your guard, the best is yet to come I'm tired of myself again, and what
