The Falling Kind

Should we even wonder why our hearts are torn? Why our image is based on this broken city? Should we ask ourselves why our lungs breathe in sickness? Innocence is seen as weakness, laughter at as naïve. And it's these things that hold you down When they're supposed to keep you safe and sound. And it's these things you claim to believe Don't let them be the ones you forever try to please. It's a scene that leaves you cold But why choose anything else and lose your place in line? May I ask one thing, how do you think this will work out? You are no more well-liked than those who have been betrayed And it's these things that hold you down When they're supposed to keep you safe and sound And it's these things you claim to believe Don't let them be the ones you forever try to please Look at you now Look at you now And it's these things that hold you down When they're supposed to keep you safe and sound. And it's these things you claim to believe Don't let them be the ones you forever try to please.