1. While Kansas city sleeps
cloaked in the twilight of this valley
at this churches lying roadside from a tree
I keep driving to the most desolate seclusions
my blackest secrets still imprison me
X: And why don't we say what we really feel?
R: Whenever things are at their best...
whatever lies will help you rest
whenever things are at their best...
why do we wait for it to fall apart?
fall apart
2. Welcome to the after-taste
of cheap wine and bad decisions
my heart trembles in this morning prayer
I can't chill my eyes from this inner most seductions
but still somehow you found me there
X: And why...
R: Whenever things...
*: It's my mistake to say I'm not the world safest bet
I've never been too good at being good and its probably sad to say...
R: Whenever things... (2x)
