1: Dan hearts, one valvePumpin' the blood, we were

Dan torture youTake my hand through the flamesI torture

in the morningUp in the eveningPicking up clocksWhen the

the days are cold and the cards all foldAnd

oh, ohWhoa, oh, ohWhoa, oh, waking up to

Dan oh-ohWoah, oh-ohWoah, 1: Dan waking up

the days are cold and the cards all foldAnd

heartYour out into the darkCutting out a different path,

calloused handsMy crippled wingsMy calloused hands, my crippled wings,

commas up from a job in the officeSix floors

supposeShe's supposed to beExactly what they want her to

in the nightCan't find the way stuck in

to hear my voiceYou can leave, now it's your

know when my day will comeGo back to the

know I took the path that you would never

I see the seaI see the sea, sea, seaBut when the

all fade away in a minuteSo, hold on to

I wish on a star for another life?'Cause it

about the way that you walked into my living

built my life one stone at a timeI never