Winning

To never open a book, always reading a magazine Out-spent betting, if it looks like winning You haven't been Knives don't have your back I wait and I count But knives don't have your back I wait and I count to the last breath we take What we made doesn't make sense What's a wolf without a pack? Open your chest and take the heart from it Open your chest What's bad? We'll fix it What's wrong? We'll make it alright Alright, it's gone, we'll find it Takes so long, we've got time All the time Some part of you, too small to lose Some part of you, too small to lose All of us, all of you All of us, all of you Counting to the last breath we take What we made doesn't make sense What's a wolf without a pack? Open your chest and take the heart from it When you talk, can I tape you? How'd you get what we don't know? We don't know how to help Only know how to hound Nose to the grindstone Grindstone to the ground Don't even visit that place They'll sharpen their teeth on your smile I'm glad you didn't All our songs will be lullabies in no time What's bad? What's wrong? Make it alright Alright, it's gone, so long We've got time, all the time All the time