My mind is bound to be empty
Along the lines of I love you
Messed up ‘cause of alcohol
Break my fool on my soul
I’ve got spit in my mouth
Can’t tell if it’s yours or mine
Better nights spent in my bed
Can’t speak the lines I write
Chorus:
Rock N’ Roll’s a cliché
Music without meaning
My mind is bound to be empty
Along the lines of I love you
Can’t sleep at night
Lie in bed and fester
Insanity, beauty, and vanity
Something real that I won’t touch
Success is all you need
Better nights spent in my bed
Can’t speak the lines I read
My mind is bound to be empty
Along the lines of I love you
My mind feels frustration
When what I want, Is what I need
Can’t fall away to the youth
So give me your nicotine
Better nights spent in my bed
Can’t speak the lines I see
