FILL THOSE GLASSES HIGH AND MAYBE WE CAN DROP OUT 
FOR JUST A LITTLE WHILE A TEMPORARY COP OUT 
I DON'T WANT TO WAIT UNTIL THE END 
TO FIND OUT HOW WE END UP 

I'VE GOT NOTHING BUT A GLANCE AND A CROOKED SMILE 
HOW MANY ARE THERE ON MY SIDE 
TIRED OF RUNNING AWAY AND RUNNING OUT OF THINGS TO SAY 
BLOODY KNUCKLE HANDS 
MEASURING THE WILL AND THE LIFE SPAN 

I STOOD SILENT ‘CAUSE THE WORDS WERE JUST SHOW 
FEAR OF KNOWING THAT THERE'S MORE YOU DON'T KNOW 
ENDS THAT COME FROM BEGINNINGS GONE WRONG 
THE SHORT FUSE BURNING THAT'S BEEN LIT FOR TOO LONG 

PUSH MY FEARS ASIDE, I'LL TAKE IT ON THE CHIN NOW 
KILL THAT FOOLISH PRIDE AND ANSWER WITH A GRIN 
I DON'T WANNA WAIT UNTIL WE'RE DEAD 
TO FIND OUT HOW WE END UP 

WATCH WHILE THE BIGGEST VOICES 
(THEY'RE SAYING NOTHING NEW) 
DROWN BY THEIR OWN CHOICES 

WHAT COULD BE MORE BRAVE 
THAN DANCING ON YOU OWN GRAVE