Easy targets all around and you shoot the ambulance before my eyes
Drop your weapon, where’s the point ?
It’s all written in advance before your eyes
No money’s coming
My country’s covered
With the dust and ashes
It’s not a pretty view
No inspiration
Rihanna’s reigning
My guitar’s broken
My piano’s out of tune
And the light turns around you
And the light turns around me
High expectations
Higher disappointments
Hey where’s the exit ?
I don’t have a clue
I got a lot of questions
I’d like to get answered
Should I feel sorry ?
I never truly knew
There’s a fake smile upon your face
And the light declines faster day by day