Pacific Theatre

Get out of the city

For all your problems I've got mine

This life isn't pretty

I'm still on the assembly line

With my sabre tooth smile

Sabre tooth smile

With my sabre tooth smile

Sabre tooth smile

Why should I speak to you?

I shake your hand, you'll shake my fist

Sabre tooth smile

Sabre tooth smile

How will you bond this rift?

Try and make it up to me

I'll enjoy your sympathy

Ten thousand ways to comfort me

I'll never accept this apology

From the greatest skies we'll fall from

Landing on your sympathetic tongue

Try and make it up to me

I'll enjoy your sympathy

Ten thousand ways to comfort me

I'll never accept this apology

It's over to you

It's over to you

It's over to you

It's over to you