By Alien Ant Farm
Emotion, we seem wrong
In summer, we can Taste the rain
Never knew to be free
Don't worry about me
And just like the movies We play out Our last scene
Two can play this game
We both wonder About the war
In winter, we can Taste the pain
In our short years We've come along way
To treat it bad and Throw it away
In our short years We've come a long way
To treat it bad and Throw it away
Never knew to be free Don't worry about me
And just like the movies We played out Our last scene
You won't cry, I won't scream
In our short years We've come a long way
To treat it bad and Throw it away
And if we make A little space Science Fiction showcase
In our short film With love and disgrase
Dream a scene To brighten face
In our short years We've come a long way
Treat it bad just To throw it away
Never knew to be free Don't worry about me
And just like the movies We played out Our last scene
You won't cry, I won't scream