Texty: Quietdrive. Both Ways.

Be honest with me
Did you ever think
That these things that you did
Would come back to haunt you
And fail you again
Don't ever question
My will to admit
That when we're alone
It's too hard to resist
Making believe
That we're bigger than this
Choosing a road
That is different but similar
To the same one I took before

Chorus:
Why don't we breathe
Why can't you see
That things aren't always
What they appear to be
But as simple as it sounds
I think I've found
The perfect way
To grow old

Simpleness describes
The iron that is you
And your rusty old life
Get on with the mattress
And tell tale lies
Watch everything
That you touch turned to ice
We're following the sheep
And they are at it again
Making believe
That they're free as it seems
But only finding out
That they're on a sinking ship
That doesn't care

How many it saves today

Chorus
Watch out now
I see the light
At the end of the tunnel
It seems realistic
That getting there
Will make us fine

But watch out now
It's full of glass
Don't take the chance
You'll surely pass
At least some day
We'll know the reason why

Why don't we breathe
Why can't you see
That things aren't always
What they appear to be
But as simple as it sounds
I think I've found
The perfect way
(To grow old)

Why don't we breathe
Why can't you see
That things aren't always
What they appear to be
But as simple as it sounds
I think I've found
The perfect way
To grow old
The perfect way
The perfect way