Sing, sing
Oh so sucker for the sugar substitute and artificial flavoring
Small wonder I felt so safe inside nothing more
Than a smoke screen and masquerade
But outside a car bomb´s ticking
Inside a car bomb´s ticking

The words I wrote are a broken chain
Holding me from the criminally insane
But its gone and there´s no stopping
All my balloons are popping

But the tree was not yet down as she lifted the flag
from the bloody ground, whispering:
´Gallons of gas and a makeshift cast
And I´m still no further from nowhere fast´
Listen! Downstairs the doorbell´s ringing
We´ve been waiting
I´ve been waiting

The words I wrote are a broken chain
Holding me from the criminally insane
But its gone and there´s no stopping
All my balloons are popping

The words I wrote are a broken chain
Keeping me from the criminally insane
But it´s gone and there´s no stopping

The words I wrote and the songs I sang
Kept this ship from sinking to its grave
But it´s gone and there´s no stopping
All my balloons are popping