all used up with wishful thinking
Get sussed out, get cynical
In this world there are no second chances
Crawling round on all fours
Curl yourself into a circle
I will tear myself apart
If you promise to paint me
As a work of art
You don't need to preach to me
I'm a believer baby
You don't need to preach to me
I'm a believer
If you want lies I can tell them
If you want lies I got 'em
All the pennies in the Thames
Will not make it how it was
suicide
the entire song works towards it
summertime has come and gone , years of life
this whole segment below should be obvious
all used up with wishful thinking Get sussed out, get cynical In this world there are no second chances Crawling round on all fours Curl yourself into a circle I will tear myself apart If you promise to paint me As a work of art
You don't need to preach to me I'm a believer baby You don't need to preach to me I'm a believer If you want lies I can tell them If you want lies I got 'em All the pennies in the Thames Will not make it how it was