They were just thieves and robbers You were a stepping stone Look how the innocent suffer Raging like a storm in your soul One thing they forgot to mention: Making peace was their last intention There was a time you trusted You were too proud to beg Now you just feel disgusted With everything you've done and said There really wasn't time to cry Or even kiss the children goodbye Chorus You got swept by the Flood You got talked out of dreams There was a price on your blood Couldn't wash yourself clean
It wasn't really worth a whole lot Looking back on what you got Like words in the mud Tears in the stream No more dreams All that you ever wanted All that you'd seen and heard Never got really started Like a river never turned They didn't give a reason why Never even bothered to try (chorus) k**ers without a conscience Only the good lie dead Great father who trades in nonsense Picture this inside your head: The magic of the talking wires Carried both the truth and the lies