Who said this won’t be perfectnAfter all we know what’s right.nAnd the sounds of bodies clashingnEnough to make them cry.nYou know this can’t be perfectnEven when it’s feeling right.nAnd the sounds of bodies crashingnEcho through the night.nnDreams are gone. Nightmares are here to stay. Not doing when you know is the greatest crime. Wake up spilling hatred for each other everywhere. How cheap is your love. Lying to keep a peace.nnAnd oh how we’ve ended up in this place.nThis place we’re trapped by greed.nnWho said this won’t be perfectnAfter all we know what’s right.nAnd the sounds of bodies clashingnenough to make them cry.nYou know this won’t be perfectnEven when it’s feeling right.nAnd the sounds of bodies crashingnEcho through the night.nnSilence. Something’s not right in this house. This room I lay my head is haunted by mistakes. Crimes of passion? Or was it the way they were raised?nnAnd oh how we’ve ended up in this place.nThis place we’re trapped by greed.nnWho said this won’t be perfectnAfter all we know what’s right.nAnd the sounds of bodies clashingnenough to make them cry.nYou know this won’t be perfectnEven when it’s feeling right.nAnd the sounds of bodies crashingnEcho through the night.nnDarkness fills this as does the empty bottles. I wait for the day you come home. When this house is no longer standing.nnAnd oh how we’ve ended up in this place.nThis place we’re trapped by greed.nnWho said this won’t be perfectnAfter all we know what’s right.nAnd the sounds of bodies clashingnenough to make them cry.nYou know this won’t be perfectnEven when it’s feeling right.nAnd the sounds of bodies crashingnEcho through the night.