Billy Talent III

I stumble through the wreckage, Rusted from the rain. There's nothing left to salvage, No one left to blame. Among the broken mirrors, I don't look the same. I'm rusted from the rain. I'm rusted from the rain. Dissect me 'til me blood runs Down into

Vanities are only charity And she makes donations at the Tiffany's, Life is hard without a credit card to get by, get by She sold her dreams for security To a man that now she hardly ever sees With a cold martini in her hand, she don't mind, don't mi

As I get closer my dreams get farther I climb the ladder but you kick it over Thirsty for water you give me vinegar When I drink your medicine it just makes me sicker I dug a hole so deep I'm gonna drown in my mistakes Can't even sell my soul 'Cause

The gun is loaded when the glass is full Down the hatch and the trigger's pulled Off the wagon and back onto the stool I know that when I stare into your eyes I can see all the years of lies Ghosts and demons you never exorcised All the friends that