| You say you’re going with me, I say we’re going together | 
| You’re giving lessons to me, I’m quoting you to the letter | 
| You’re revolutionary | 
| It’s such a load to carry | 
| You’re overplaying to calm me, the playing field’s on the level | 
| And anyone can agree it’s not a vote for the devil | 
| It doesn’t make any sense to reassemble your fence | 
| Our revolution is now, the place we’re going is better | 
| You say you’re going with me | 
| You say you’re going with me | 
| You say you’re going with me | 
| Don’t ask for a second chance | 
| It’s too late for that | 
| We can make a small amendment to your sensitive side but | 
| You’ll have to price for that | 
| Decide whose side you’re playing upon | 
| While you’re diffusing the bomb | 
| I didn’t know how you could it with the grease in your palms | 
| We’ll call it tit for tat | 
| Do the things I do and you can read between the lines | 
| And don’t be too surprised when no one’s listening | 
| Limping from the field, you never laud your Valentines | 
| And who’s to blame for that? | 
| How does it feel | 
| When you’re motionless and can’t perform? | 
| What does it mean | 
| When the world you’ve left can’t be reformed? | 
| 'Cause like it or not | 
| You’re gonna find a tight spot at least a couple of times a day | 
| Then you reveal | 
| All the tools you so relied upon | 
| Well, there’s something happening and it don’t seem right | 
| Too many people liked it way too uptight | 
| This isn’t a race, man, there won’t be any winners | 
| Every time you wake up, you’re just another fucking beginner | 
| So there’s something happening that just don’t seem right | 
| Grow a spine instead of living absent in plain sight (ah) | 
| There’s many methods to mad | 
| Like take your hands from your pockets when you go down to the back | 
| There’s something happening here for sure, I’ll bite | 
| The big stars in your eyes won’t deliver any light | 
| Do you think she loves you? | 
| Do you show that you care? | 
| Can you rise up above her? | 
| Do you feel heavy? | 
| What I thought after what I said (what you said) | 
| Would never mean a thing to anyone (ah) | 
| And then what you wrote and then what I read (what you read) | 
| 'Cause you won’t tag along with me | 
| I can’t believe you never told me the truth | 
| About all the reasons for you cutting me loose | 
| If I’ve a legion to bear, you could wear it | 
| And all the hope that springs | 
| What it does is unexplainable | 
| What it is is unsustainable | 
| I couldn’t tell that you were always so lonesome | 
| You never typed it on your cellular phone | 
| An application for that’s in the backup | 
| And all the luck it brings | 
| What it is is unsustainable | 
| What it does is unexplainable | 
| You said you were going with me | 
| It’s evolutionary | 
| You said that you would come with me | 
| Now I only pull when it’s free | 
| So what will it mean? | 
| I asked for a proper glass | 
| Half full is fine | 
| But if you really need it perfect, have it carved in some stone | 
| We’re running out of time | 
| And how did it feel? | 
| How did it feel? | 
| How did it feel when outside forces pushed toward home? | 
| Can you conceal? | 
| Can you conceal your status symbols all on loan? | 
| Let’s make a deal | 
| Let’s make a deal, we’re leaving well enough alone | 
| Sometimes I feel like I’m slipping away | 
| (Da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da-da) | 
| Sometimes it feels like I’m so awake | 
| (Da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da-da) | 
| They don’t expect you, just give it away | 
| I can’t express this any other way | 
| So don’t pretend you got something to say | 
| Cast out your net and wait for another day | 
| They don’t expect you to slip 'em away | 
| If you motion me this way, I’ll go thataway | 
| Inside a cloud, a light less glowing | 
| I get the sense | 
| That you’ve preyed on personal mind blowings | 
| Here in the present tense | 
| So how much love is left to give? | 
| Ten thousand tons or more would be my guess, oh | 
| And we’re saying a prayer for you | 
| If we can understand it, why can’t you? | 
| You know I hear in terms of colours | 
| Always sliding on scales and bumping into one another | 
| So if happiness lies deep within us | 
| How come most deny it for themselves, oh? | 
| And we’re saying a prayer for you | 
| If we can understand it, why can’t you? | 
| We’ll be saying a prayer for you | 
| If we can understand it, why can’t you? | 
| There’s a tunnel that I can’t see through | 
| WWLRD? |