Shots ring out, but there's no gun Still you hurt, on every win In the dips of youth, there's sparks of good But you're not even trying, trying You feel the knife, in your gut You're so scared, of what you want You bite your lip, and hold your tongue What are you hiding, hiding? You got tired of your charms And tired of your false alarms You're just a book that never turns its page You can stand on the edge Shouting out that you're ready to change Ready to change You can say what you want You won't jump You're not ready to change Ready to change Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Happy times, has been a few A different me, a different you Now you sell your soul for something new But nobody's buying, buying Cause we are tired of your charms And tired of your faults and longs You're just a bug that never turns, it's bitch You can stand on the edge, shining out Bet you're ready to change, ready to change You can say what you want, you won't jump You're not ready to change, ready to change Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh You can stand on the edge, shining out Bet you're ready to change, ready to change You can say what you want, you won't jump You're not ready to change, ready to change Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh You can stand on the edge, shining out Bet you're ready to change, ready to change You can say what you want, you won't jump You're not ready to change, ready to change Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh