And celebratenSince we are weak and we are rottennWe are cold and we sell our souls to each othernFor a night at the barnAnd the friends that we missnAnd though they are gonenAnd it's never sweet for certainnAnd I’m not every step of the waynThe same guy as I was five minutes agonCause I’m constantly changingnMy mind is so honest with myselfnIt’s brutally cold sometimesnnAnd I will waste timenThinking of the wordsnThat will waste your timenBut don't you leave this all to menAnd it’s a vital slice of the truth; it’s the rhythm that saves younThrough a spirit that craves you, tonight.nnSmoke in the back of your mouthnYour words were written in the windnAs your were blowing them outnAnd now it’s safe to saynThat you've given up dreamingnYou’ve called it a quitsnNow, don't you want to?nSee me in the back of your mindnBehind a stone cold lovernAnd don't you want to?nYou know its time to roll.nnYes I am so damn cruel.nnAnd celebratenSince we are weak and we are rottennWe are cold and we sell our souls