There's a flag-pole rag and the wind won't stop. I have stood here before inside the pouring rain. With the world turning circles running 'round my brain. I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign ...
I'll make you leave this life are you white blue or bloody red ... falling down rain flows into my heart in the pain I'm waiting for you can't go back ... I try to stop myself but my heart goes to destroying the truth tell me why ...