Count to three, bring the world to its knees
A million ways to live or die
Time to put on a show, 'cause there's no place to go
Cut and print, go the extra mile
There's no use crying 'bout a world that's dying
And the things that you say you'd do
You can justify, but still deny
That the problem begins with you
Form and function, a self-destruction
The cause and effect in one
The night's not over, dawn's no closer
A drink and you're on the run
Put on a different face to each and every place
Every scene is a different role
Put on your best attire, start the fire
Outside the flashbulbs glow
Is it so much fun to be the bullet and the gun
The thing that you revile?
You don't do quiet, blazing guns and riots
Catastrophe's back in style
Your back's to the wall, but you won't take the fall
For the schemes of your wasted youth
Running out of time to revel in your crimes
And the lies and the twisted truths
Love's blind, confines
Make it personal and hit the ground
Plan and accept
One false step and your house of cards falls down
There's no complaining 'bout a world that's failing
The things that you say you'd do
You've a different excuse for every person that you use
Chaos loves to dance with you
