| Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal | |
| Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel | |
| My world goes black before I feel an angel lift me up | |
| And I open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent white | |
| They flip the siren, hit the lights, close the doors and I am gone | |
| Now I lay here owing my life to a stranger | |
| And I realize that empty words are not enough | |
| I'm left here with the question of just | |
| What have I to show except the promises I've never kept? | |
| I lie here shaking on this bed, under the weight of my regrets | |
| I hope that I will never let you down | |
| I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sounds | |
| Look around and you'll see that at times it feels like no one really cares | |
| Gets me down but I'm still gonna try to do what's right | |
| I know that there's a difference between sleight of hand | |
| And giving everything you have | |
| That there's a line drawn in the sand, I'm working up the will to cross it | |
| And I hope that I will never let you down | |
| I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sounds | |
| Rhetoric can't raise the dead | |
| I'm sick of always talking when there's no change | |
| Rhetoric can't raise the dead | |
| I'm sick of empty words, let's lead and not follow | |
| Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal | |
| Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel | |
| My world goes black before I feel an angel steal me from the | |
| Greedy jaws of death and chance and pull me in with steady hands | |
| They've given me a second chance, the artist in the ambulance | |
| I hope that I will never let you down | |
| I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sounds | |
| Can we pick you off the ground, more than flashing lights and sounds |
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