Paroles de This Town

We've made up our minds This is all we could make of all you believed Wherever the should be has gone We can lay ouir collars like a fond farewell And over their heads it keeps hanging like stone and the longer they stare You know that the more its gonna hurt They just keep losing sleep What's wrong with everyone around this town? Fools will believe Fools will believe in us now Save breath and hope for the best Just in time to save these idle hands Save breath Maybe its been far too long Must we spell it out on our chests? How can we make you believe?