Wait, did you think that I would break
Underneath the pressure and the

Now the heart if not to feel
Is a wandering waste in the driest land
Now from these heights of this hills
There's a funny thing that no one else can see

There's a liar, a liar on the stage
With a young child's eyes
And it happens all wrong and only
Half of it's seen from here

Where has all the time gone?
In separate ways it runs long
A hundred miles built upon us
It's tearing at the seams of all that's been
Tearing at the seams of all that's been

Wait, is this a game
Or am I walking into a snare?
Now these lies will spread
Until we're choking on the innocent

They have half of us tied and
Half of us in chains
We're all covering our eyes and
Covering our mouths just the same
Where has the time gone?
In separate ways it runs long
A hundred miles built upon us
It's tearing at the seams of all that's been
Tearing at the seams of all that's been
It's tearing at the seams of all that's been

They're gonna have to drag us away
They're gonna have to drag us away
They're gonna have to drag us away
They're gonna have to drag us away

They're gonna have to drag us away
They're gonna have to drag us away
They're gonna have to drag us away
They're gonna have to drag us
They're gonna have to drag us
They're gonna have to drag us away