full of regrets grave diggers will find there's no map to follow and the roads all changed there's smoke in your brain and no one to show you the way surrender to the weight of what you gambled and lost but at least you don't have to lie to yourself anymore on the way back from hell tonight, smoke's rising up through the lights and there's a reason that you don't have to talk, I know what you're thinking somewhere a blue rose is in a coke bottle blooming on a kitchen window sill
surrender to the weight of what you gambled and lost but at least you don't have to lie to yourself anymore ghost trains run on the tracks down a gravel hill behind a trailer house you can hear 'em if you listen close enough it's the sound of a world that forgot where it came from and every lesson learned I can feel the ending creeping up surrender to the weight of what you gambled and lost but at least you don't have to lie to yourself anymore