Up on the Downside

This england made me,

Between the war and a rockets flying,

You found the crib that saves me,

And teach me wrong and right,

Then the world was talking,

It never got its chance to say,

When there's too much talking,

Nobody hears the words you say,

You won't see,

Baby now I want you,

These blind communications,

Only last throughout the year,

And half of what we're saying,

Is halfway in a truth,

And blind communications,

For a million hearts and fools,

I am a witness,

To a land of a million fools,

All placing bets on life,

Then hate the ones you lose,

And all the lonely,

Never get the chance to say,

That their one and only,

Would be the chance to even play,

Repeat chorus

Hello monday,

The week is just a blur,

I've been burning bridges,

And now I'm begging at your door,

So I keep on working,

'cause it's a chance for me to pay,

But too much talking,

When you believe the words I say,

Repeat chorus