Get Out Of My Head
I Know You Think It's Just A Place To Play
Shh! You're Waking The Dead
This Is No Time To Say What You've Gotta To Say

All This Time Has Gone By
And All I See Is Distrust In Your Eyes
Don't Ask Me To Smile
I Told You I'm Not Fit To Stand Trial

If I Could Make You See It My Way
Then You Would Believe
That There'll Come A Better Day
And I May Have Nothing To Keep You From Running Off
But I Still Believe That There'll Come A Better Day
When All Our Dreams Will Come True

I've Read All That You've Read
And All I Can Figure Is You're Brain Dead
Don't Expect Me To Lie
I Won't Stand Here Convicted Of Your Crimes