Our history is clothed in blood like a red Corvette.
It's hard to ignore, but easy to wind up dead.
Our hands are in the fire like a child who hasn't learned to regret.
We're trying to put a smile on the cameras inside our head.
Say it now, say it now, say it now.
I'm on my knees.
I'm a faded on
inside of my enemy.
Oh, say it now, say it now, say it now.
I'm on my knees.
Our hands are holding me.
Our attention is the last frontier on the way I went.
We should be suckling the wagons,
but we're beating on a puffed up chair.
In the agony,
it's racing our stares.
We know we've already lost.
There's a way in every desert where
the children all can find their cross.
Oh,
say it now, say it now, say it now.
I'm on my knees.
I'm a faded on inside of my enemy.
Oh,
say it now, say it now, say it now.
I'm on my knees.
I can only stand when your eyes set
our hands are holding me.
There is broken,
the battle's won.
But the war seems like it's just begun.
Say it now, say it now, say it now.
I'm on my knees.
I'm a faded on
inside of my enemy.
Oh, say it now, say it now, say it now.
I'm on my knees.
I can only stand when your eyes
set your hands are holding me.