Shots rang out, but there's no gunStill you hurt on everyoneIn the dips of you, the sparks are goodBut you're not even trying tryingYou feel the knife in your gutBut you're so scared of what you wantYou bite you lip, and hold your tongueWhat are you hiding? (hiding)We got tired of your charmsAnd tired of your false alarmsYou're just a book that never turns its pageYou can stand on the edge shouting out that you're ready to change ready to changeYou can say what you wantYou won't jump, you're not ready to changeYou're not ready to changeHappy times, there's been a fewA different me, a different youNow you sell your soul for something newBut nobody's buying (buying) 'Cause we got tired of your charmsAnd tired of your false alarmsYou're just a book that never turns its pageYou can stand on the edge shouting out that you're ready to change ready to changeYou can say what you wantYou won't jump, you're not ready to change ready to changeYou can stand on the edge shouting out that you're ready to change ready to changeYou can say what you wantYou won't jump, you're not ready to changeReady to changeYou can stand on the edge shouting out that you're ready to change ready to changeYou can say what you wantYou won't jump, you're not ready to change (ready to change)
