December 2008
And when there's nowhere else to run Is there room for one more son These changes ain't changing me The gold-hearted boy I used to be
And I'm sick of all my judges so scared of what they'll find But I know that I can make it As long as somebody takes me home, every now and then...
Och han som stirrar ut från spegeln Det kan väl inte vara Jag? När blev jag så ful & trött & gammal så ensam, feg och svag? Och när man hatar den man bliv
Min nya fina väggprydnad. We won it five times, we won it five times! In Istanbul, We won it five times! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2tdp5jaM1hE
Jealousy Turning saints into the sea Swimming through sick lullabies Choking on your alibis But it's just the price I pay Destiny is calling me Open up my eager eyes Cause I'm Mr. Brightside