Both Ways

Be honest with me

Did you ever think that these things that you did

Would come back to haunt you and fail you again

Don't ever question my will to admit

That when we're alone its too hard to resist

Making believe that we're bigger than this

Choosing a road that is different,

but similar

To the same one I took before

Why don't we breathe

Why can't you see

That things aren't always what they appear to be

But as simple as it sounds

I think I've found

The perfect way to grow old

Simpleness describes

The iron that is you and your rusty old life

Get on with the mattress and tell tale lies

Watch everything that you touch turns to ice

We're following the sheep and they are at it again

Making believe that they're free as it seems

But only finding out that they're on a sinking ship

That doesn't care

How many it saves today

Why don't we breathe

Why can't you see

That things aren't always what they appear to be

But as simple as it sounds

I think I've found

The perfect way to grow old

Watch out now, I see the light

At the end of the tunnel

It seems realistic

That getting there will make us fine

But watch out now, its full of glass

Don't take a chance

You'll surely pass

At least someday we'll know that reason why.

Why don't we breathe

Why can't you see

That things aren't always what they appear to be

And as simple as it sounds

I think I've found

The perfect way... (to grow old)

Why don't we breathe

Why can't you see

That things aren't always what they appear to be

But as simple as it sounds

I think I've found

The perfect way to grow old

The perfect way

A perfect way