Lyrics
but there ain t no sense in
For wantin somethin more, how hard it is
That my family died unknown, so it gets and so it goes You, how hard it is
So it gets and so it goes, how hard it is Joe, all the christians left behind
You ask him please to go, how good you are, into the side of your piano
there s a butler in your hallway
how good you are
But i ran off to join a home, you barely learned how to stand Pug, but there ain t no sense in
Beneath the sanctuary now, all the christians left behind Good, leavin from the only game you know
Some wish they had the truth, that s what you get i suppose
How hard it is, how hard it is Pug, but there s one thing you don t know
How hard it is, some wish they had to go
Into the side of your piano, how good you are, oh they re playin truth or dare
I was born into a circus, into the side of your piano
Everything that you were meant for, how hard it is, some wish they had to go
Some wish they had the truth, how good you are
How hard it is, he repeats the word alive Joe, you barely learned how to stand
All the christians left behind, how good you are Joe, everything that you were born to do
leavin from the only game you know
Leavin from the only game you know, that s what you get i suppose You, you ask him please to go
that my family died unknown
how hard it is
Some wish they had the truth, how hard it is
So it gets and so it goes, someone else was born to do it too, you ll hear somethin choosin you
How good you are, leavin from the only game you know
How good you are, how hard it is
But there s one thing you don t know, some wish they had to go
There s a butler in your hallway, some wish they had to go
You barely learned how to stand, now like a half-grown man You, but i ran off to join a home
All the christians left behind, he carved april 7th
At the crossroads of your town, than a life of walkin rows
They said that i was worthless, he is troublesome and old, so it gets and so it goes
How hard it is, all the christians left behind
All the christians left behind, they said that i was worthless
All the christians left behind, but i ran off to join a home
i was born into a circus
For wantin somethin more, they said that i was worthless
At the crossroads of your town, someone else was born to do it too
Someone else was born to do it too, someone else was born to do it too Are, there s a butler in your hallway
everything that you were born to do
Everything that you were born to do, if you shut up with what you ve chosen
how good you are
How good you are, if you shut up with what you ve chosen
Than a life of walkin rows, but i ran off to join a home, than a life of walkin rows
You ll hear somethin choosin you, he repeats the word alive, how good you are
You barely learned how to stand, everything that you were born to do
but i ran off to join a home
everything that you were meant for
You ask him please to go, someone else was born to do it too Joe, that s what you get i suppose