I'm a million different people from one day to the next

I can't stand you; you can't stand me

people talk, but you don't even know me

walk around this town like we own the streets

what do you do when all your enemies are friends?

don't speak; I know what you're thinking

anything at all to break the silence

never say never

it's inevitable; it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it

and I -- I'll drink all the time

when everything feels like the movies

it's a very, very mad world

take your empty words, your broken promises

I know it's not all right, so I'm breaking the habit

it's something unpredictable, and, in the end, it's right

fight the break of dawn

my days are overlapping

hearing voices telling me that I should get some sleep

(here am I in my little bubble)

(here comes the rain again)

Sunday bloody Sunday...