Cyanide

Well, let me bend your ear

'Cause I'm never really there

When shadows turn to light

And hope into despair

There was an only one

But the broody skies above

Brought down a shameful stain

And not a single drop of cleaning rain

Well, let me say

Oh-whoa, well, there's no place left to hide

Oh-whoa, from the loneliness inside

The road to you is paved right through

With bloody good intentions

And missin' you is like kissin'

Cyanide

Well, in this world of things

One of them is lost

I've been it in my dreams

But not without a cost

Down a lonely street

It was our destiny to meet

Nobody asked you twice

We found purchase then

With no requite, nothing nice

Oh-whoa, well, there's no place left to hide

Oh-whoa, from the loneliness inside

The road to you is paved right through

With bloody good intentions

And missin' you is like kissin'

Cyanide

Would you believe in somethin' good

That's so wrong?

And have you worshiped our invention?

Well, I've paid my debt in coin and sweat

With trifling hesitation

Because the road to you is paved

With good intentions

Oh-whoa, well, there's no place left to hide

Oh-whoa, from the loneliness inside

The road to you is paved right through

With bloody good intentions

And missin' you is like kissin'

Cyanide

Cyanide

Cyanide

Cyanide

Cyanide

Cyanide

Cyanide

Cyanide