52 (Dark Remix)

What is it you need

You bend the rules to suit the occasion

You play the game you plead for attention

You do

As long as you don't answer the question

The stage is set I'm listening

Is it too much

For you to say exactly what you mean

Is it too much

We jump before we've ripped between the seams

Is it too much

To ask you not to hide the truth from me

And now we've got to get over it

And now we've got to get over it

What have you achieved

A time to celebrate this division

It's us it's you it's me that we count on

What is guaranteed

A war without a fear for the injured

We'd rather we fight than find a solution

From you

When every sword is drawn from confusion

The stage is set I'm listening

Is it too much

To play the game that everyone can win

Is it too much

To think beyond the years of your esteem

Is it too much

To aggravate the company you keep

And now we've got to get over it

And now we've got to get over it

What have you achieved

It's time to read the words that you left out

The crack within the streets that you walk on

It's you

It's us it's you it's me that we count on

It's us it's you it's me that we turn on